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Tuesday, May 31, 2005

A heavy heart

Right now I feel like a bird
Caged without a key
Everyone comes to stare at me
With so much joy and revelry

They don't know how I feel inside
Through my smile I cry
They don't know what they're doin' to me
Keeping me from flyin'

That's why I say that
I know why the caged bird sings
Only joy comes from song
She's so rare and beautiful to others
Why not just set her free

So she can
Fly, fly, fly
Spreadin her wings and her song
Let her
Fly, fly fly
For the whole world to see

She's like a caged bird
Fly, fly
Just let her fly
Just let her fly
Just let her fly
Spread the wings
Spread the beauty

Life's never fair. I should know this better than anyone else. But do I have to accept this hard truth?

People like to act all inspirational and preach to others to dream and to follow their dreams.
But how is all this possible if I'm imprisoned in a fate that is beyond my ability to change?

Some say: there's no such thing as fate. You choose and mould your own future and destiny. It bears some truth, yes, but there are situations that cannot be manipulated. They are the consequences of actions. Actions not accountable by me. So why then, am I made to bear the flak? Oh yes. Because life's unfair.

The stifling constraints are suffocating.

I have managed to put these afflictions aside in order to move on with living. But my father had to bring it up and toss everything inside me off balance again. Why? Why do you have to constantly remind me of this punishment I have to endure and aggravate the already raw emotions within me?

I'm the caged bird. The only thing I can do is to blame someone for my plight.

But who can I blame?

[Time of Confession] 9:08 PM
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