Caged bird.

Like a caged bird I learn my boundaries only extend so far, as if to some kind of heaven on a shooting star.

 You may be a star man watching high above me, to afraid of aging words like how are you or love me, 

I'd endever to travel light at a desperate speed, if only my love and broken heart was something you might need,

 but the boundaries like anything keep me in my place, 

 but I know that there's an after love in some apparent space,

 so I learn to hold my tongue and breath, I pretend to fly above,  

Cos I'm so confined by death and  dying and you, you call this a place of love