Daises in the sunlight

Look at them bloom,look at them grow, look at them sway in the cool summer breeze.

They smelt wonderful,felt wonderful against my skin as I walked through them,

They were free,free to grow,free to bloom,free to do watever they chose to do,

When was I going to be free?

I felt locked in a cage,

trapped,

I can't bloom,

can't grow,

I can barely move _-_

Daises in the sunlight,

and I stood there,glaring at the sunshine.