Just Another Perspective (Quarantined one)


​She once told me, she feels like a caged bird.
​Seperated from ALL the excitement of the world.
​All by herself, all the time;
​Just by herself...
​Well there's her family, the loved ones-
​But, aren't They always?
"​Who are Always there for her".

​She told me, she feels like a caged bird.
​Playing & staying with what is given and herself.
​Wandering into the wilderness in her mind.
​Sometimes.
​Is it anxiety that she feels?
​Is it boredom or the fear of getting used to this?
​Sinking into her own bubble as she was before.

​Now she tells me, she feels like a caged bird.
​But it's an opportunity, as SHE was never wild!
​Even the Night-owl can see the sky this shiny...
​After having a good night's sleep.
But, ​is it anxiety that she feels?
​Or the fear of getting out in the world?
​Well now, she is too balanced to care.

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