Locked up behind bars like a criminal; cut off from society.
It seems as though this little birdy has forgotten how to fly; for this cruel world has clipped its wings
and stripped away all joy — claimed as a pet, chained to a tree, trapped in a cage for everyone to see.
Leading life in solitude has become the norm, but this little birdy can’t help but long for something more.
Poetry
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