Php 1:23

I feel like a wild dragon, just beating against the walls of my cage, roaring to be set free. To soar into the depths of the sea and to the heights of the heavens. This world is my confine and my hope is your reality. You've placed in me a knowledge of the outside world but you're keeping me here for these people. They’ve died inside this box, they've clipped their own wings and have forgotten what it's like to fly. I can hear you whispering to me from the outside and I'll continue to whisper to them, until you fling wide the doors, break our chains and set us free. We'll be made whole again, we'll soar with you,  forever.