The cool thing about birds is you think they are free. Free to roam and do whatever. You’d think that nothing will or can hold them back but what if really they are all just prisoners. Prisoners to their own heart. Afraid to fall in love. Afraid to care. Afraid to hurt the one person they need the most. That’s the thing about birds. They claim to be free and to not care, but everybody knows they all care. Every bird has a heart, a heart that longs to beat for that one person. But in the end will their fear ruin all chances with that right person.