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freedom is ripped away Why would you want to stay Be okay with a movie in grey My words were meant to be quiet Silent Unpublished Hidden like a fish In this dying garbage sea Swimming far away from reality Ignored Because fighting global warming is a chore Drowned at the surface Thrown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