I’m a spirit waiting to get set free.
I’m in my shell, something like hell, kin to a cell locked down and won’t be set free.
Why me? Let me be.
Point me to the scale that weigh the hearts of men.
Point me to the prison that has my mind caged in.
It’s all love to Dr Angelou, telling me why the caged bird sings.
Just escort me to the cell that has my soul in bondage.
Life was better off young and stress free.
I am the caged bird in this system set for me.
Man made law contradicts my spirit.
Set me free.