I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you knows that it was a sin to lock them up. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.
--the Shawshank Redemption

I believe there was a time I was caged. Both my body and soul. I needed a way out but got no idea how. I, however, got a strong belief that everything goes well. Just need a little longer time.