This is not my home

where I don’t feel safe

where my dreams die everyday

and I cannot do what I want


I don’t want this place

or another one like this

they did not see my heart in years

who will see that in months


I need a bed to sleep

with my body uncovered

for this is who I am, want to be

where I am not made to feel scared


find my home, birdie

please be my little friend

for I cannot fly else will fall

into the deep, into the deep

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