Little bird in a locked cage
Has the song you sing changed in any way?
As the colors in your world slowly fade away
Through bars you can climb without touching the sky
Little bird who once traveled the world
If you were set free, what would you do?
Where would you go without your restraints?
Would you take me there too so I can learn to sing?
Little bird with feathers of beautiful hue
Do you feel the pain that clipped wings leave behind?
Does it hurt to know you’ve lost the ability to fly?
An unjust prisoner with no place to hide
But the cage can only work when it keeps you restrained
You remember who you are when you stretch out your wings
Sing your songs as you wait patiently
Knowing one day you’ll touch the sky again.
Writing in Cadence 
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