Sunday, January 30, 2011

I Thought I was a Bird

I thought I was a bird in a cage
I thought I was a bird in a cage
I thought I was a bird in a cage
................And then the cage was open
Open, and I couldn't fly.
The wings-misshapen
The feathers-frail--
Can't even lift them...
Can't even bend them.
Oh, to fall and die
And die a proper, tragic death.
Oh, to break my wings--
To break these useless wings
To die and have them think:
I broke my wings.
Bird in a cage
Bird in a cage
I wish I were a bird in a cage
I wish I needed that cage--
Was still in that cage.
A bird in a cage,
Is still a bird, still a bird, still a bird...

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