Caged World

I sit in my caged world, alone and hungry I don't have many things to keep my mind occupied Only the lonely and hurt that this world has to offer. I'm like a bell that rings on cold nights That brings shivers down many peoples backs If they deem me worthy to think about My caged world is like a freezing cold hell A hell that never ends at torturing me My heart is stone ice Withering in the hands of you I am a bird with clipped wings In a ragged body that never seems to grow The more I am in this caged world The more I feel left out The more your suicide is my own Understanding myself Is like taking a tool and making myself bleed For that alone My world is caged by your adament ways Your belligerant eyes scortch through my own. I am all that I try to be Yet my caged world only allows me so much freedom... And for that alone, I am a withering soul, Locked tight in a celluar of hate and wrongs....