Oh to be free, she thought.
Like the wind blowing through the trees
Or the ocean rolling it’s waves onto the shore.
This cage feels dense
Heavy and unshakeable
Can she break free?
Is the cage within her mind able to be broken?
Choose, they say,
You just have to choose
So she chooses
Yet the cage remains
The cage can move with her yet it remains
So is she free or is she keeping herself caged?