The last of my kind
There’ll be no more after me
I’m a flightless bird
With useless wings
Dumb and wild and free
Take a good hard look
At what you’ve done to me

On display
In my solitary incarceration
I pace in circles
So the camera will see
Look at my stripes fade
Take a good hard look
At what you’ve done to me

I had no fear of anyone
‘til you got ahold of me
The moon shone through the trees
A spotlight in my final serenade
No brothers left
And there’ll be no more after me

This poem has been a product of the combined efforts of myself and the lovely prrtybrd

Forgiven you for what you've done
But I'll never forget that you're the one
For all the things that you have taught
I've stopped pretending to be, who I am not

An orphan child without a care
Fighting the world with 'Truth or Dare'.......

(Stage1 )
Left the stage, too shy to sing
No long term commitment just a fling
Displaying emotions for minor things...........................................................­.................................................................­......................................................


(Stage2 )
Move ahead and finish the game,
Your life will never be the same.
Fly away and reach out for your dream
Don't be a victim of low esteem...