And though the happiness longs to escape,
I keep it locked within myself,
Saving it for when I will need it.
But it is all in vain,
For I can't store my feeling for later,
So i just let the happiness die,
Like a bird locked in a cage
Without any light.
And I myself am in a cage,
Locked away from the world,
Because that is where I choose to be.
Though a silvery song slips from
I know I will never be whole.
My life is so worthless,
There is nothing I can ever do
to be of worth.
And in my cage,
I see the light
So far away,
So far out of my aching grasp.
And tears of silver float down my face,
Then envelop the pain,
Locking it away for later.
As my happiness chokes and dies,
Withering underneath my glare.