In four walls, I resided
An inmate of love, yet confined
Papa gave me a sword but never taught me to wield
With Mama's haven of wings, my growth did yield
One day my father told me my day has arrived
The doors swung open wide
With the call of freedom, one step outside
But with a misstep, I came stumbling, fell
Papa never gave me guidance to navigate life's compelling spell
No instructions on resilience, no words of might
I face the world, without a fight
Their protection, a double edged sword
Guarded me from harm, yet left me unexplored
Now, I wander, lost, alone
Fighting shadows with no might, gloom unknown
Regretting the closed mouth, the muttered words
My life of questions, no answers heard
Papa's sword, that he passed unto me, a symbol of strength and pride
Now lays in rust, unused, struggling to survive
Mama gave me wings, but never taught me to fly
Now I falter, wondering why?