My first thought was you
So I sprung up and flew to
Fluttered into your cave
Completely disrupting the space
Ruining the peace
So I went back to my tree
It's hard to live a life
As a bird in the sky
With a creature of the night
Because most things that fly
Like life better with light
I've ventured to other lands
Had my feathers ripped out by the hands
Of those who choose to feed me
Clipping my wings
And stealing away everything
That makes me free
Never again did I think
I would experience breeze
The way its meant to be felt
This earth is hell
And death is heaven
Created when "God" rested on day #7
When your freedom is ripped away
Why would you want to stay
Be okay with a movie in grey
My words were meant to be quiet
Silent
Unpublished
Hidden like a fish
In this dying garbage sea
Swimming far away from reality
Ignored
Because fighting global warming is a chore
Drowned at the surface
Thrown into a furnace
Where most flowers cannot naturally grow
Something only nature truly knows