I want to leave (but can I?)

As soon as I am able

When I have cash

No options left to eat on the table

I'll be gone in a flash

I'll dunk my head in bleach

Contacts instead of glasses

Always out of their reach

Blending in with the masses

I can make my prints burn

Change into Jane Doe

But then I'll learn

What I already know

A bird can't fly in a cage

Flowers don't grow in the shade

The book stops at this page

Because I can never get away