a caged bird dreams of freedom (vent)

a bird in it's cage, it wants to take flight

and dreams about it every night. 

the day it will be able to spread it's wings and feel the air underneath them,

the bird keeps dreaming.

once that day comes, the bird's in fright.

it doesn't know what to do, it sits and stares at the freedom it wanted so badly.

it tries to fly, and it falls to the ground.

another bird tweets at it, and it freezes.

suddenly it's freedom is too much for it and everything is scary

the bird returns to it's cage. it might try again another day.




(sorry if its bad its my 5th poem ive ever written. i just needed to get these feelings out somewhere.)