Little bird
People kept saying to her:
You have changed little bird
And to that she did not answer
She's not a little girl anymore
Not after what happened to her
Not after what they've done
Her eyes had changed after
They were filled with mist and ire
And people kept saying to her:
You have changed little bird
She's not a woman
At least not to her
She consider herself as a monster
In a cage she is traped
Between her and the world there is a gap
And people kept saying;
You have changed little bird
She detested being called bird
Not after what she's seen
Not after they've cut her wings.
She is not a bird
She cannot set herself free
She doesn't know how to fly anymore.
