Caged BlackbirdsThis is what I have become:A cageHolding all these little black birdsI hold it close to my heart Even though I want them to fly away,But when one does leave I want it to stay.I never feel like Im all there:Just empty Yet I'm crowed by emotionThe more I think The more I fear, Of them all flying away.So I crawl into the cage,To become a blackbird myself.