Caged Bird

I have been here for as long as I can remember. I am a prisoner here, but yet not at the same time. What traps me here isn’t bars of steel or armed guards, but my own imagination. I cannot fathom what exists outside these walls. I wander about the empty halls feeling secure and content, but sometimes I long for the outside world. I want to wander about outside and share in all the experiences that are waiting for me. However as soon as I pluck up the nerve, the gates of fear slam shut in front of me. If I dare venture forth will I be safe? I have heard of the dangers which exists beyond the bars. Would I tread so recklessly forth into the great unknown? Yes, yes I shall take this leap into the clouds. I do not know whether I shall land softly or come crashing down like a comet.