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I'm tired,  I'm lost, my aiming is off, 

I fly into my cage every night, 

Knowing I didn't accomplish anything for the day, 

My words aren't the most intricate but I let them out knowing someone will hear my call for help,  S.O.S I call out, all they hear is my chirp

My wings aren't the prettiest, I flap with a false hope

I want out of this cage inside a cage, this isn't right,

I'm yelling out, I'm screaming, I'm being strangled, trying to gasp for one last breath, 

I'm frozen, stuck,  stage fright, quit staring and help, 

I'm going pale, mind blank, cold sweat, I'm dying. 

I'm petrified can't move, 

Every step I take, I get a step close to my grave. 

 To be continued