Little Bird

Little bird, little bird

All caged up

Sick and tired of trying to be tough

But still she hides, then she tries, she fights to lift her wings up

She faces her fears, but her feathers get plucked

She falls

Tumbling down, to the bare, flat ground

Blends in with the rest of the flock who like her got shot down

She starts to believe every word tossed down to their cold world just like all the other birds

You will never fly

You are worthless

Swooped up by the Savior's arm

Seeking shelter behind the bars

But they don't hide the scars

The bruises from past abuse and excuses

But there's a heat under her breast

She will never give up

A voice tells her that she will fly

Even if she continues to slice and cut

She will feel the air beneath her wings, no pain

But she won't bail

She keeps climbing and falling everyday

And no matter what they try to take away

She is free

She may be scared

But her promise is to carry on