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A bird
A bird born without wings
A bird without a beek
I was made without a voice to speak
A sad bird that never sings
I'm a lonely bird seeking for where I truly belong
I'm a somber creature that sits patiently awaiting what life brings
Atop a tree of misery,
Each day is a constant reminder of what I'm not and what I won't ever be
So I stay hidden in my nest of pain
And as my eyes overflow with tears of emotions my heart can on longer contain,
Feathers wet with tears,
My life is like a detached feather taken apart from a bird's feathery body
I feel adrift from reality,
My life having no value to me anymore
I sit waiting for the blessed moment when my misery will come to an end.
A bird without a beek
I was made without a voice to speak
A sad bird that never sings
I'm a lonely bird seeking for where I truly belong
I'm a somber creature that sits patiently awaiting what life brings
Atop a tree of misery,
Each day is a constant reminder of what I'm not and what I won't ever be
So I stay hidden in my nest of pain
And as my eyes overflow with tears of emotions my heart can on longer contain,
Feathers wet with tears,
My life is like a detached feather taken apart from a bird's feathery body
I feel adrift from reality,
My life having no value to me anymore
I sit waiting for the blessed moment when my misery will come to an end.
