Little Bird

Wings flapping

falling tears.

What's in a lie?

I want out of here.

This cage of yesterday

burns yet again today

When tomorrow comes,

will it remind me?

My cell has a key

I'd find the keymaker and plead again and again

A squaking little bird begging in vain.

Oh, little bird.

Spread your wings,

you shall not.

Pretend your content.

Will you not?

Oh, little bird

you have no cage.

You're out there alone.