down the grey path of mediocrity which my life has become,
I feel despair and doom
interlaced together and woven into a gilded cage.
The small dowdy sparrow I have become
cowers, trapped in the corners of her existence.
Show me how to wrench the bars of life apart and set her free,
and watch as she soars skywards
her feathers take on rainbow hues
her song transforms this planet into a joyful place.
This small bird is me
If only I could be set free