The Poems

Human:

An empire I built from my expectations.

Caged within the very bars I created, I try to seize every
chance to be the greatest.
I even forget that I am human.

I spread my wings to fly

Just to reach a certain limit.
Put into a cage of my creation,
I stare at the bars with defamation.
Caged within the bars of my perfection
I indeed am a caged bird.

I rise above the rest, so high

They all look at me, impressed.
I want to be number one. What they
see is gold, all I see are flaws.
I walk away with pride, flowing with
tears in my eyes.
I indeed am a caged bird.

Praises from everyone arise,

Makes me wanna smile.
Validation and attention are what
I seek. When it’s needed, no one peaks.
Drowned by insecurities and flaws,
I can’t cry, I can’t Yelp
I indeed am a caged bird

I sat and stared at the passerby,

Then came, this one guy.
Sings so heartily, a pretty piece of
melody. His guitar played a tune,
Along came the tears, too soon.
I looked at him with ease,
I felt human.

His eyes and music stared into my soul,

A lonely and depressing ghoul.
With a smile, he walked away.
In return, I live another day.
I still feel human.
Two Phantoms:

As I hatched out of my shell, life was brought

Into this world. I spent it every day with two
Phantoms, from night to day.
I love them and I despise them.

I was put into a cell with bars of limits I can’t exceed.

Standing tall, the bars tolled on everything I did.
I am locked up in the very cell, I was to lock up those
Who harmed me? What am I to do?
I am caged.

My tears, my efforts and my cries for help went to

no avail. It never mattered to them anyway. They would
ignore it every day. My youth and freedom were
Disappearing in their hands, not mine.
What am I to do? I am caged.
My tiny feet locked up in shackles,
Chains that tied me continuously rattled.
I am stuck, chained and locked up in the
Very house I live in. My wings are cut and torn, so I can’t
Fly. The echoes are full of cries, they left me here to die.
They tried to make me live by killing me.
What am I to do? I am caged.

Years and years passed by, and something

Still feels so dry. I feel so free, no shackles, no chains,
No locks, no pains. My wings are healed, but I can’t fly
I can never sore through the sky. I can’t sing, I can’t
Chirp, I left my voice in the dirt. But ain’t I free?

Youth and freedom is my desire, something

I once required. I wanted it, I couldn’t have it.
Placed on the palms of not mine, but my
Parents. I love them and I despise them.
But what was I to do? I was a caged bird.
Caged:

A life full of lives vanished into thin air.

It was never meant to last.
Trapped between the 4 walls.
If no one knows if you are alive, are you truly living?
Having no contact with the people who you once thought will be there forever.
Caged by my own thoughts

I miss the sounds of the crazy highway.

The smells of coffee in the cafe.
The big blue sky with birds flying so free
The flowers withering, and another season has passed
All things same nothing change
I'm slowly wilting while waiting for change.

I waited patiently for changes

Will I spend my whole life being trapped in here?
No choice but to stay here forever
Thoughts are eating me alive
Numb, is how I feel deep inside my soul
The feeling of being exhausted never seems to end.

Nothing last forever is what they said.

Another day goes by and with nothing new.
All the same things going on over and over.
I spent the whole day in my head
Blinded by nostalgia

Being alone doesn't really bother me anymore.

Counting the days until I see you again never came.
The person I thought I needed the most taught me I need no one.
Being alone is heaven and the peace on Earth.
Losing them was the becoming of myself.

I was never caged

In the season of waiting for change, I found myself
I am my own home
Your own thoughts kill you.
Open your mind, and accept change. You do it for yourself
You cannot turn people into your home