I feel trapped,

Trapped in this futile body,

My words so eloquent, devine,

Stumble from my lips, imperfect.

I long to break free from

the confines of this mortal shell

Let my words flow freely,

My soul be limitless,

My heart embrace the sky.

But all is lost, as I am,

Will I ever find my way?

I look in the mirror,

All I see is shapes,

A stranger staring back at me.

This is what others see.

A stranger.

I only they looked deeper,

See what their shallow eyes

cannot comprehend,

Then they could find me,

I could find myself.

No longer would I feel trapped,

But free as a sparrow.

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