To feel the sun....A Poem by primI am tired of my life being controlled by people i don't even agree with, and want to be free of people telling me who to be.I am a bird who has lost her wings Her voice has been stolen; she cannot sing And the other birds tell her it's right That she's not qualified for flight While they can fly and sing all day, She has to waste her life away For she was born in a system flawed, Where faceless creatures play the role of god And there she waits for the time to come When her feathers are kissed by sun She wont be told who to be She'll spread her wings, and be free Their nets wont catch her; she'll be too fast But her happiness wont be meant to last For she wakes up, again, in her dismal cage And faces the demons of time and age For the rest of her time, the sirens will call And she'll be hopeful that through it all, That despite everything she's seen True happiness isn't but a dream. © 2010 primFeatured Review
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