You broke my wings to fit them in your small, fearful world.
And I helped you.
I built a cage for myself, painted in gold with no way in or out.
I was a fairy trapped in her own magical and lonely neverland.
And you forced me to grow up.
Ha, the lost girl-how accurate.
But guess what?
I’m done playing this silly game.
I’m out-there is no cage trapping me.
And it’s just me and my brave new world!
I did come out of the wilderness!
Deserts can trap you but they do have an end.
So, I came out of the wilderness leaning on my beloved and this-this is how my story ends!