I wish I could fly
A bird in the sky
Free to be in love
Like a pigeon or dove
Yet now in a cage
A Prisoner of the stage
An artist that has lost
The courage to cut loose
I’m tied to my profession
Been married to the depression
I want to break free
Have a cup of tea
Tomorrow I will wake up
Again in my lonely top
So many things left undone
Time will soon be none
Everyday is always the same
Can’t argue, nobody to blame
Someday though things will change
Making my life very strange!
I think it's natural to want to break the routine, what you need to do is find a way to break it outside of your working hours.
anyways enough with the advice back to the poetry. I think this poem is really good though a few of the rhymes you've used seem to have been forced, though I think we're nearly all guilty of that on occashion. overall though it's good and I urge you to keep writting, you have alot of good in your writting, keep it up.
Blind