A caged bird

There really are reasons why a bird doesn't belong in its cage. 

It'll just rot away and remain ignorant of the outside world. 

It's self principle remains caged, and defies the freedom that it ought to have. 

It's, more of a, torture. 

And the bird only ends up dying, inside. 

Yelling, building more barriers, would make a dark coffin.

That sharp tongue, stabs & cuts through, as if chopping meat of a helpless little Lamb.

That lying blanket masks a thousand more lies than of those that you've told me. 

Sing of more lies, guardian. 

For I will keep on listening, and turn black with anger. 

Stupid stupid stupid, Indeed.

Of course, what makes a better example than you, guardian. 

There are reasons why a bird would make friends with a couple more fishes on the aquarium. 

Her world is far too blunt & unaccepted. 

She needed another source of comfort & another kind of "shelter".

Another "family". 

Condemn, is all her own kind has done. 

Seeing nothing, completely nothing, but arrogance & ego. 

Barring the bird, from going near the fishes.

Building another huge wall. 

Someday, the bird would fly. 

Fly far far away from the cage, never turning back. 

Only a part of her that still remains, and the bird will remain change. 

For a long long time. 

Wouldn't a dragon bow his head to listen to a tiny little bird's chirping?

Sense, it doesn't make sense. 

Freedom.

 The bird sings, wishes, desires, freedom.