The way out.....

The way out was always there,
somehow, I never had the option .
So that step was not taken
and boundaries confined me in them.
Many a times when I watched
the birds flying away in the sky;
I  wondered , how it would really feel
to be free; at least once in life.
Its not as if I don't like this restraint
a large part of it is self afflicted.
But why should I bother
about all those vistas never travelled.
They were there,waiting to be walked
while the choice was always mine .