My Cage my cage of secret, unforgetable things. memories that shine like new golden rings. eyes that cry like rain through the sad times and the pain. lips that smile for so long when things are right and can't go wrong. fingers that can feel and touch and have felt so much. eyes that look calm and collected can reveal that they feel neglected. ears that have heard good and bad will always listen to you when you're sad. a heart that feels happy, sad, pain, and rage. this heart is my own homemade cage.