She lives in a cage
made of glass and tears
built by her own hand
over all these years

She looks out as life
seems to pass her by
and each tear that falls
is engraved with a "why?"

Why give so much
yet get no return
such a painful lesson
she took too long to learn

at last she can see
that her happiness matters
and prepares for the day
when this cage of hers shatters

Preparing herself
for a new better life
Where again she's herself
not just somebody’s wife

And daily it grows
the strength that she needs
as the cracks start to show
while she's planting the seeds

With hope comes momentum
which generates speed
thrusting her forward
to a day when she's freed