There is she, Sitting in her cage,
Looking at something, Far from her reach,
Many thoughts runs through her mind,
But only independence outsmart all,
Independence is important for her,
She recalls the time,
When she was independent,
When she flied high in sky,
When her songs were filled with joy,
When her life was not a life in cage,
Now all she does is sit here,
In this cage, dependent on the one,
Who has in-prisoned her,
For the sake of her beauty and songs,
But she's not happy anymore,
And so are her songs,
They are sad, just like her,
She is slowly losing her hope,
Of a bright and independent future,
Maybe she will die in this cage,
Without reaching for the sky,
But she will try with all her might,
To be free from this cage.

Am I really independent ?
Or am I living an illusion ?
Where my cage is just big enough,
That I don't see its limits.

My every choice is questioned,
When I thought I chose the right one,
No one bothers to ask for reasons,
For me to make that decision.

I have done my homework,
I have thought it through,
Why question my choices now,
When it's too late?

I will not come back,
Or I will but it'll only be a body,
As my mind has flown away,
From the love you shower over me.

It's my choice to choose you or not,
Or is it your choice that I have to comply?
My wishes doesn't count,
All because I'm a woman.

I'm treated as weak,
Told that I can't take care of myself,
But the one who loves me,
Becomes my enemy as I defy him.

Am I a toy, which can be played with?
I too am a human who knows,
What's right or wrong for me,
So please accept my decision one time,
You don't have to forgive me,
But please don't fight,
As that is not what I wish for.