They saw a bird flying in the sky,
And wanted to control her—
Feed her, keep her close.
But she chose to fly,
So they caged her, locked her,
Forced her to accept whatever they chose.
She was free to run, to walk,
To see the world through her eyes.
But now she was afraid, scarred,
And ultimately met her demise.
Her will was free, not her soul—
Forever in chains, never whole.