When I see the birds
flying high into the sky
I feel jealous and left out.
Its not fair that everyone else
can beat their wings and take
flight so easily.
Its not my fault that I`m a
caged bird that doesn`t even have
the nerve to pick at the lock to
set me free.
I dream and hope to be set
free.I`m tiered of this cage. I
don`t wan`t to rot away and die in
this cage.
One day soon I`ll be able to
beat my wings again and join the
others in their flight.
