as the little bird tries to fly,
it explored the very sky,
with her wings waving so high,
with the joy she cry
as the little bird tries to sing,
she sang so loud hoping one could hear a thing,
she waved again her little wing,
little did they know she was yelling
as the little bird tries to speak,
no one wants to hear for she's so meek
everyone thought it was just a trick
but they can't see the tears on her cheek
as the little bird tries to escape
she tries to fit in any shape
with her wings she casually drape,
her little body she gently scrape
as the little bird tries to cry
she began to look at the sky
is she here to live or to die
no one really knows why
