She Flew the Coop
I’ve built a cage around myself, one I’ve cobbled together from what I have interpreted as other people’s desires for my behaviors to be; from things I assume and/or intuited from their actions. A structure erected by my own overthinking. It is a stunningly metallic feature, sculptural by accident, a dazzling feast for the eyes. I’ve rendered it beautifully, taking care — though frenetically — to weld it together extravagantly, making it a marvel to see.