Looking cheery, bright
With my graceful walk.
others watch in envy
Admiring my beauty
Will they ever know
My deepest darkest secret?
I try to be my happiest
Although I wish to fly...
So many pains
Perfect for a neck like mine
who will notice
what I'm really thinking?
my wings are useless
my feathers are pointless
all I can do is run from my problems
knowing they will chase me
Nothing can change
Wishes dont grant a thing
so I shall find my refuge
by burying my face in the sand
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