Caged in~

You can't leave. You struggle to get out. You try bending the bars but the steel rods holding you in are just too tough for you. What lies outside for you is the freedom you've been seeking for all this time. Who is your master? You say God, but it's also the one who has the key to your cage. The cage grows smaller and smaller everyday, restraining what little movement you already have. No longer are you her son, she says. No longer does she have a son who used to be. No matter how much you tell her, you need this space and experience to get over from the past, she doesn't listen. No matter how much you try to hold back for her to let her know how much you love her, doesn't get to her at all. What is one supposed to do, when they want something out of you, but you're already in their cage? How does one make that person happy? So who has your key? Who is the one truly stopping you from happiness? Is it your 'master,' or is it your mythological cage created by yourself?