• mrnothing 6w

    I may think, but I may not flee

    Sittest I hind bars
    Sittest I neath stars
    Sittest I on a crown of thorns
    So sittest I side lives unborn.

    Though I glee outside
    As thee glees upon me enshrined
    Me and my majestic pride,
    Still, thou art outside
    And I cannot hide.

    I yearn for a thousand skies
    All unreached, all denied
    To me,
    For I sit in a cage
    I may think
    But I may not flee.