Little Bird

Inside Out

Looking at the little bird

Singing in her cage,

Not a happy melody

But one filled with rage.

Looking at the open door

Wishing it would close,

The option is to scary

No one really knows.

Inside the cage this little bird

is safe behind the wall,

People sit outside the cage

and very gently call.

Come and try your wings out

Spread them oh so wide,

Little bird goes back in

Wishing she could hide.

If you open all the doors

So things can come out,

Things of sad and also bad

Will come we have no doubt.

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