Change

Seems like any other day
But you know it’s different
The silence is deafening
The noise inside your head unbearable
Escape seems almost impossible
A rat in a cage
Hurrying, Scurrying, Sniffing, Pawing
Sigh
You’re feeling woozy
You blank out what you don’t want to see
You see the world outside, not the bars of the cage
It’s a pretty world
You can almost smell the flowers and touch the grass
But not quite
You pretend you don’t know it’s not for you
But it could be
Open your eyes wider
Focus on the bars
There is a way to escape
There always is
There always is
The hard part is figuring it out
Finding a direction
A plan of action
Choosing not to accept what is
And then there’s always a way
There always is