What good are wings if you can't fly with them?
Did you ever notice the cage around you...or that you even had wings to begin with?
I find it sad...terribly so...
That your beautiful wings of white go unused, and unnoticed.
Fly away now, little bird...into the world so wide.
Mend thy wings...and become one with the sky.

And yet, as sad as that is...
As sad as it all may be...
I think the saddest part of all...
Is that that little bird....is me...