Depressed

It seems like I am living in a cage. 

And as I grow bigger, the cage is getting smaller for me.

I can barely spread my wings now. 

I feel choked.

Left behind to rot.

Yeah, the cage is in a barn and food is provided. I am protected from all kinds of disasters and misfortunes.

But while I was protected, I miss out on all the lessons that life has to offer.

People say learn from others' mistakes.

But how long do i have to do that?

Am I not allowed to do mistakes of my own?

It seems like I am living in a cage.

And that cage has broken my wings and my will to fly.