Poetry

caged

written by: Ti.anna

Travelling back and forth,
From here to what used to be,
And where i really want to reach
is where're i've never been.

And when i think that time has healed all wounds
And when my feet leave the dirt i called my comfort zone,
There you'll be
Ready to clip the wings that took so long to grow

Cause all you want is is all i have
And everything you dont want is everything i want to give.
You live in a sweet paradox you call life.

So if you really want to hold on to something that you dont need,
you can keep clipping my wings,melting my heart and dominating my conscience.
And ill still fly without wings,live without a heart and give without a conscience.