The Cry

I am caged but I want to be free,
I am not gloomy yet I am not in glee
I want to run, jump and shout but the voices in my head are too loud;
You have to make your career, you have to make your future, you have to make them proud; they say.
A happy future has burdened my present,
If someone picks up this weight it will be the greatest present
I am drowning even though I am a swimmer and
My thoughts leave me in a shiver,
So a little shimmer might make me glimmer.
I tried to run, I tried to fly
None of it mattered as I was shot down every time
And it is every time that I was left with
"The Cry".