Internal conflicts
Ready to die
My heart aches
There's no where left to fly

I am a bird
With a broken wing
I am handicapped
By my own necessity

My tree has been cut down
They long for me to leave
No one wants me around
So they do their best to ignore me

I'm flying in circles
Just trying to get by
Hungry for attention
I'm dying to just get one bite

People feel sorry for me
So they'll throw me their crumbs
I'm not satisfied with their leftovers
It just makes me feel worse

They know if they don't do something
I won't be around anymore
They're ready for me to give up
So I give them what they want

I break my other wing
And slowly wait
To be set free
I can finally fly to a place where I am just free to be