
"I, like the birds, wanted to fly.. . ." __ I asked them for help, but they ignored me. I asked them why, but they laughed at me. I asked them to stop, but they still hurt me. Do they ever think of me? So I prayed, I hope.... God will hear me. That someone can save me. But if not.... I ask god to take me. ****** DISCLAIMER:This story is written in taglish . No copyright infringement intended.Todos os Direitos Reservados