When we learn
to look at the world,
through the eyes
of our soul,
we cease to see
things as we want
them to be,
and start to see
things as they are.

And while
truth, may not
always feel kind,
it is always
the kindest path
one can walk
for their self-
for freedom lays
at the crossroads
of truth.

The caged bird
doesn’t sing,
because she has
to sing,
but in the hopes
that if she sings
long enough-
she will remember
who she is,
so she can find
the courage
to fly free…

And realize that
the only cage,
which ever truly
was the one she’d
built inside.