Green finch and linnet bird
Nightingale, black bird
How is it you sing?
How can you jubilate
Sitting in cages
Never taking wing?
Outside the sky waits
Beckoning, beckoning
Just beyond the bars
How can you remain
Staring at the rain
Maddened by the stars?
How is it you sing anything?
How is it you sing?
My cage has many rooms
Damask and dark
Nothing there sings
Not even my lark
Larks never will, you know
When they’re captive
Teach me to be
More adaptive
Green finch and linnet bird
Nightingale, black bird
Teach me how to sing
If I can not fly
Let me sing
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the good: my mom finally has time 2 spend with me! no yelling bout gades no supreme unfairness! just X-mas.
the bad: my sister is here..... the one who wont let the fact that she serpasses me in every way ( exept art) die. grrrrrrrrr! >_<!
the bad: my sister is here..... the one who wont let the fact that she serpasses me in every way ( exept art) die. grrrrrrrrr! >_<!
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