I feel like a kept pet
your bird with metal on its wings
Turn off the lights
then maybe
I’ll be able to escape your perverted gaze
Why do you keep me?
my lullaby sings
it’s sad tune
is what brings you glee
for surely you’d die
if it weren’t for my wings
tied up and strung
my bird song has been sung
Leave me! I cry,
my wings must fly
I pray you see it in my eyes
But there I lay
forever in my stay
the old structure being my comfort
and with whatever might I muster
I say,
You can hear my song
for forever I will belong.
Jun 23, 2020
Jun 23, 2020 at 2:40 PM UTC
I feel like a kept pet
your bird with metal on its wings
Turn off the lights
then maybe
I’ll be able to escape your perverted gaze
Why do you keep me?
my lullaby sings
it’s sad tune
is what brings you glee
for surely you’d die
if it weren’t for my wings
tied up and strung
my bird song has been sung
Leave me! I cry,
my wings must fly
I pray you see it in my eyes
But there I lay
forever in my stay
the old structure being my comfort
and with whatever might I muster
I say,
You can hear my song
for forever I will belong.
