I think I was simply convinced
that I was confined to a cage.
But since my mind's been rinsed,
I realize I was just prisoner to rage.
Assuming the role of victim,
like an everyday outfit;
I sure know how to pick 'em,
controlling and says a lot of *******.
I let myself fall into this routine
because it was familiar, in a way,
to be a caged animal with no esteem
and have no personality to convey.
Self-discovery of lessons learned
prove that it happens for a reason,
that for every wound from being burned,
where someone dear commited treason,
there will be new light for life.
There will be a reward for each pain
should one fight through strife,
because every loss has a gain.
Learn from the pain and the loss;
don't be a victim and don't hide,
realize it's your life; you're the boss
and don't keep everything inside.
This "cage" is a figment of imagination,
a huge constriction on the soul;
stuck in a stand-still gravitation,
******* happiness like a black hole.
Stepping outside the confines...
it's freedom to stop being angry,
to smile even during the bad times.
And then, there is no cage for me.
Copyright Sarah Gammon 2014
I feel that a lot of people let their insecurities from past experiences prevent them from enjoying life. I know I do. I would choose not to do things I might enjoy because I told myself I couldn't. The reasons why we tell ourselves to stay "within our cage" vary greatly. All I know, whatever your reason, let go of it...accept it...move on and be free. Let go of anger, and loss, and sadness, and be happy! The opportunities will be endless!
