I am trapped In a gilded cage, With my future mapped And my present staged.
I have many luxuries But the cost is high. The whole world worries How much my jump is high.
My spectators are many, A boon and a curse. With many to sham me But few to nurse.
My failures, my success Not mine to cherish. But for other's mess I am to perish.
My wishes, my wants Not mine to pursue. But for other's flaunts I must shine through.
And other's words, not mine On every page For I am trapped In a gilded cage.
In a gilded cage.