"We were all born human. Why are we the only ones who have to be locked up?"
"The world has never been fair. None of this is your fault."
The golden cage is my cradle, my stage, and my tombstone. When the caged bird dies, all that remains to accompany us is the "home" that imprisoned us for our whole lives: the cage.
Freedom.
I long for freedom, but the cage holds me captive. People bind me with invisible ropes. They call me a bird, yet they used the knife of captivity to cut off my wings. So I blinded myself. Perhaps if I could no longer see that distant future and light, my heart wouldn't hurt.
Theme: Opposing human trafficking
