I panicked and pushed against the glass walls
Walls I had worked so hard to build
Walls I thought would keep me safe
I thought that if I tapped them they would shatter’
But now as I pound, unseen by the world, I realize that I’m now trapped
Walls I made
Yet I can’t break them, I built them to be strong
I fixed all the flaws that I saw. I can’t break them.
A beautiful but invisible glass cage
Caught, again, this time by my own thoughts, left alone to rot
Afraid to impose, afraid to appear weak, afraid to face the unknown
And so, I pose, picturesque, my cage unseen by others, but there nonetheless
And when others leave, without me, my fear comes alive, suffocating my brain
I scream and cry, and panic again, trying to break out
Of course, I can’t, or maybe with help I could, but yet again, I’m afraid to impose
When death creeps closer, seeping through the cracks just as my fear did
Asphyxiating my brain with toxic thoughts and casual forgetfulness, no, casual ignorance
A beautiful dead bird, caged by the glass
(optional addition, I didn\'t know if this should go in or not)
I gasp, rearing up, attempting to soar. Only to be crushed once more, by the heavy weight of fear, and the stench of rot
I can’t break them, I think someone else could
Once again, a beautiful dead bird, caged by the glass