Don't Drink Bees

Life in a cage
Child bone fingers claw the bars
Child in the hospital room
Child in the mind
There's no way out
Please, kind sir, throw me a slice of meat
Split me from the realness of it all
Operate with pencil points
And write out my heart
The plaque above the cage
Shows them all what I am
Let them see
With x-ray eyes
The contents of the cage
Let them know
There is nothing left
No strength to fight the lead tips
They scrape across my face
And draw me nice and neat
In a box
And I pray for the lid
Close it tight
Don't let me see the light
Don't let me see what might have been
Had I been normal
Had I been allowed to breathe
Outside the zoo
Had I been given the pencil
To draw out myself
To leave out lines to color within
To color fanciful
Fancifully
And never see my face
Within the Rorschach blot