Letras
Metal bedframe
Peeling paint
Scratch marks in the doorway faint
Calendar with days crossed out
My quiet mouth
My crowded doubt
You said it's for my own good
Lock the windows
Board the wood
Call it safety
Call it love
This is not a home
It's a cage
You keep the key and you keep my name
Pacing in a circle of your rage
But I'm bending every bar till it breaks
This is not a home
It's a cage
Breakfast tray left by the wall
Plastic flowers never fall
Your picture on the tiny screen
Telling me what freedom means
You say the outside cuts too deep
So you guard the door
You keep
Every secret
Every bruise
This is not a home
It's a cage
You keep the key and you keep my name
Pacing in a circle of your rage
But I'm bending every bar till it breaks
This is not a home
It's a cage
If I am your masterpiece
Why you hide me out of reach?
If this is what you call care
Why am I running in my head
Nowhere?
I found a crack along the floor
Small as hope
But it's a door
I whisper to the rust and wire
"Watch me walk straight through the fire"
This is not a home
It's a cage
You keep the key and you keep my name
Pacing in a circle of your rage
But I'm bending every bar till it breaks
This is not a home
It's a cage
The Cage
Four white walls
Clock with the nervous hands
Bed sheet chain
Tied to old demands
Key on the table
Just out of easy reach
Name on the label
Pinned where I can't speak