I'm a fox in a cage,

I can't run away,

My life is controlled by my owners,

I'm meant to be wild,

meant to free,

My destiny is not yours to look and smile,

It belongs to me.

I was living my life,

running in the bushes,

Why do I have to be in this strife?

Ps. This is talking about my therianthropy and feeling trapped inside my body(the cage)