I am a Bird that Cannot Fly
I am a bird that cannot fly
my wings tied down as I look to the sky,
oh how I wish to soar
above the tree tops evermore,
but instead I am locked away in this cage
never able to live only commanded to stay,
I long for the sensation of wind in my winds
but instead I have been stripped of my voice
and can no longer sing,
my perspective on life has only been seen though these bars,
as I sit and long to fly amoungst the stars,
I know the end is drawing near,
I know I must hold back these heavy tears,
I know I will not be missed for long
so with me I will take this song,
no one's ears left to hear my cry
so it will rest where I shall lie,
but now I must say adieu
for there is nothing left for me to do
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