STUCK

STUCK

I am Stuck......
Always had been......
with a burning desire to be free......
The system is a cage and dreams are a trap
Sometimes the cage seems to be made of gold......
But sometimes, it's just a cage.
Some just know how to sing like a caged bird.
Some just sit there seeking pleasure in the fact that the cage is made of gold,
and put on a fake smile.
Some desperately try to get out,
but only hurt their wings in the process.
Some birds die out of suffocation.
Some birds get tired by singing for their master.



The bird just wants to fulfill it's master's expectations and make him happy.
The master doesn't have any mercy in him.
The bird fulfills his one expectation,
and the master gets thousand new ones.
He has never ending desires and expectations in him.
The bird just wants to keep it's master happy,
but the master never seems to be satisfied.
But the bird is itself depressed as she doesn't enjoy any freedom.
The bird understood that the way to be happy is by being free,
and not by living in slavery and fulfilling the wishes of it's master.
She dreams of being free,
She dreams about it day and night.
But then she realizes she is in a trap,
as it will never make it free.
She would need to think and find a way.
She would require some brainstorming and action.
How will she ever get out of that cage?