the cage

We have to take pills / just to bottle up the rage / so we can sleep inside of the cage / we talk about kids / like they’re just going through a stage / when they dare question / the walls of the cage / we trade our lives away / and still it’s hard to gauge / how we will ever pay to keep up the cage / and as our days end / then we spend our old age / looking out through the holes / of our own lonely cage.

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