Done.

"I'm done with this,done!"
The bird cries alone.
He knows that his house
Is no longer his home.
All the other birds laugh and say
"You'll never be free."
But the little bird cries
"Well I don't want to be!"
But he's lying,he's lying
And he knows that they know
So as long as they've got him
They won't let him go
And he tries to fly
But he falls back to earth
The little bird knows
What the little birds' worth.