Here I lie,
In my pigeon cage.
Why must I
Act upon you,
Who only wants me to be
free when you do.
But actually,
It is all my fault
For every time you set me free,
I come back,
Knowingly,
That I will be caged,
again.
So,
I wonder why
I come back every time,
But then I find
Poison in me.
It’s the type of poison
that will never be freed
from me.
So then,
I wonder why,
It had to be
you and me.
Love is the poison
that will never
set me free.