my heart is a caged bird
once full of gold, now tarnished
I kept it cold until feelings vanished
sometimes, this little bird would want to escape
the dark world inside the cage
but someone like you
made this little bird believe
that bars will soon fade away
she doesn't need to escape
she was meant to be here anyway
and someone like you
made this little bird want to stay
all hopes high
that the cages will make her fly
and she needs you to survive
so make her a reason to stay alive
-n.d.
YOU ARE READING
unspoken
Poetrya collection of my thoughts, feelings, and emotions within poetry. all original written work.
