Never ask why. You might get an answer that makes you wish you never asked.
I stare in awe as the birds fly by.
Secretly caged; yearning to be free.
Looking up towards the sky;
It’s where I want to be.
Flapping wings, destination unknown;
Can you not see-
This prison my soul has outgrown.
Open the door and release me;
Tomorrow may be my last breath.
No longer the room to grow,
The inevitable is death.
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