'I am a bird, Locked inside its cage. I am watched by others with glee, As they listen to me sing songs of sorrow, And my everlasting melancholy. Forever stuck. Forced to watch as others move along, While I remember the freedom That I'm no longer allowed to feel. I remember the wind As I raced through the breeze. Never was I lonely, With the sun and the sky, Keeping me company. Now I just watch As my friends soar away. They sing songs of joy, And of freedom, And love, While I waste away. I am a bird. I am locked in my cage. My love, My freedom, My joy, All stolen away.' -Bea