I am just a bird with nowhere to fly Wings clipped together till the day that I die My beak is taped shut and my feet are so sore If I could melt, I would not be afraid anymore My heart was sold, and bought by oily-faced men And I know I will not be able to see my mother again They treat me like an animal, although I am free They split open my scars as if I don’t bleed Coughing and smiling with cigarettes in their cheek They pound me even though they know I am weak I wish I could migrate with the others- in the clouds I wish I could do something to make myself proud! But they’ve beat me- they’ve ruined me, now I can’t fly I am merely a bird waiting to die