Like a bird from a cage, I fly to join the clouds, Escaping the grounds of rage, Without a single soul stopping me. Like a slumber used to flee, I float alone in space, Calmness overwhelming me, Urging me to forever rest my spirits. Like one broken from chains, I rub my wrists with relief, Practically unable to complain, Estatic to feel the sunshine again. Like a gift unbound from the wraps, My true being is revealed, Unconfined, under the scraps, That used to painfully suffocate me. Like a bird from a cage, I am finally free, Free to heal, assuage, To allow my personality to breathe, _And it is beautiful._