Keeping the eagle in the parakeet's cage
They trap me.
A fancy gold cage
But a cage nonetheless.
In his car
Not where I want to be
I look out the window
Trapped.
In the building
Standing at the window I feel the breeze
I want to be out there
But instead I stay
Trapped.
In the house
No one else home I'm stranded
Too young
Trapped.
They cannot trap my mind
They cannot trap my soul
One day I'll fly away
But for now I stay
Trapped.