Little Bird

I want to break free
Go somewhere else
Where I can be seen
Where I can be heard
Where I can feel the emotions
Like I never had before
But I have no choice but to stay
For my wings are broken
I am in my own cage
Trapped, unseen, unheard
Motionless little bird
Fear and uncertainty
Holding me back
From hopes and dreams
That lead me to my path
I try to change
And to take the risks
To just accept the pain
Or whatever comes my way
But this little bird
Is a pitiful coward
It has no hope and faith
Not to itself, not to anyone
Still unknown to the people
Still unknown to the world
This poor little bird
Remains trapped, unseen, unheard.

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Note: This is the first time I wrote a poem this way, so..it's a piece of crap. >_>