The Zoo

Forced into fences when all I want is wilderness.

Being told it's for the best to save my species.

It's not.

Freedom.  That will save my species.

For freedom is happiness, and happiness is what will preserve.

The evil on the outside won't kill me.

My instincts are good.

Depression.

That will kill me.

Let me out.

Let US out.

Give me my fresh nature air.

And then I will be healed, and we will become more beautiful and alive than you can imagine.