Yearning to be Free

I look out of the window with bars
The rays of the sun kiss my face
This is the only place where the sun shines

I only yearn to be free

The silver chains still bind me
I cannot leave
The steel door is rusting but, yet, it remains locked

I’m the only one that remains
The only one here
No one else, not even guards, are present

I cry out
Yet, no one seems to hear
No one at all seems to hear

Won’t anyone set break the chains that bind and set me free?

I’m all alone
Forgotten by all but the sun and the birds
Won’t anyone set me free?

Please let me out of here…

My eyes only shed blood tears
And my hair remains tied in white braid bounded by a red ribbon
I only want to be free

Let me out of here, please?

I’m all alone and forgotten
Even though one cannot see it, I am starting to ail
At least the birds and sun rays are free

I am not

Do you suppose one could tell me what freedom is like?
Please? I have only faint memory
It is quite lost to me and I am yearning to be free

Please set me free, please!

I’ve been behind these prison walls
Forgotten and alone, behind the great fence
I reach my hands, through the bars, trying to take hold…

…. of what has been lost and what seems that cannot be regained.

Won’t anyone set me free?

Please take pity, as I am only in quite insufferable misery
Because of my lunacy, my freedom has been lost to me
I am but a poor soul and I am…

…yearning to be free