Maybe I'm a mockingbird,
Who repeats the sounds she hears;
Maybe I'm a mockingbird
And I have been one for years.
Maybe I'm a mockingbird,
My song has never been mine;
Maybe I'm a mockingbird
And I have been for some time.
Maybe I'm a mockingbird,
Who's hidden amongst the trees;
Maybe I'm a mockingbird,
I'm a voice that no one sees.
Maybe I'm a mockingbird,
I mimic other birds' songs;
Maybe I'm a mockingbird,
I've been one for much too long.
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Fly Away
PoetryA collection of poems about letting go of someone once loved, of allowing them to spread their wings and fly on their own. Dedicated to the one who I must let go of my love for, the one who I know will never be mine; to the one who will now take fl...
