I am not your gilded butterfly

I feel most caged

by the metaphysical confines

limits with immovable ceilings

marked by intangible lines

Boxed out & squared in

with possibilities drained

backed into a cold corner

shackled by damning reins

Rooted to a reality

I struggle to call mine

I feel most caged

being told how I should live my life

I am not your gilded butterfly