Free

In reply to my one post about "being free":

I am not free
Nor have I ever been
Robotics, slavery catch me
Can't you see the red in my eyes?
I'm hurting
Does the caged bird sing?
Or does it weep and scream
And all we hear is
A beautiful song
It is not beautiful
That caged bird isn't pretty
It's bleeding, dear
I'm bleeding
And I'm not singing
I'm screaming
I am not free
Nor have I ever been.


I thought I got on a deeper level than usual. Or tried to. haha