A bird is free to fly and roam

A bird can make anywhere their home

I hope to be a bird one day

But for now locked and caged I stay

The birds they sing with joy and freedom

I have no voice, I cant even greet them

I sit alone trapped with out hope

If a bird cannot sing then how can it cope

The days go by and still I am silent

I spend all of my days just keeping quiet

I want to sing I want to fly

I want to be way up high in the sky

Siniging my song to all that can hear

This is my dream, despite what I fear

One day ill make it One day ill sing

One day ill feel the wind under each wing