The sun is blocked by bars in my cageAn eagle soars free, a wren singsBlood running down my feathersI slam against my prisionDead caged birds surround meNot fully aloneWon't die slientI can't flySo I'llSing Rating Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments