The Garden

I saw a bird trapped
I saw a bird trapped in home detention
I saw a bird trapped
I saw a mirror
I saw myself trapped in

I can't be a bird
I can't fly away and sing along
I cannot watch a show anymore
I cannot look at the mirror anymore

So I put on a jacket and went to the garden
And I plucked with violence a flower
That I took five years to water
Will I be free, will my father?
Will my father help me breathe?
Will my father make me weak?

I can hear the birds cry
But when will my mother?

I saw a bird trapped in the garden
I saw a mirror
I saw my reflection
I saw myself