Caged

Caged 

Is a cage really a cage

if the door is wide open? 

I’m trapped in a cage of my own building 

Pacing around the halls of my own mind 

Why can't I control myself? 

It's my mind. 

But it's controlled by something other than me 

Is it fear? Worry? Mistrust? 

Perhaps all. 

The keys are so close, yet I can't reach

The door stays locked 

But it's already wide open 

Maybe I'm scared to step over the ledge 

Maybe the ledge leads to a fall.

 

Do you take a leap of faith? 

Or do you stay trapped in your own cage? 

Will the step make me fall? 

Will the fall break me? 

Is a cage really a cage 

if the door is wide open?