Brianna King


Little Bird - Poem by Brianna King

Beautiful bird flying so high
I wish I could I could fly with you
Feel the wind in my hair
But I’m stuck down here

Take these shackles off of me
Let me be free, I can’t stand it anymore
I just want to me free!

Free from all the name calling
Free to say what I want to
Free to do want I want
With
Out
Being
Made
Fun
Of

Take these shackles off of me
Let me be free, I can’t stand it anymore
I just want to me free!

This life sucks
Little bird help me be free
Come down here now
And these shackles
Shackles
Shackles
Off of me

I just want to be free
Feel the wind in my hair
Feel what it’s like to speak your mine
With out being made fun of

Take these shackles off of me
Let me be free, I can’t stand it anymore
I just want to me free!

Let me
Let me
Let me
Speak my mine
Let me
Let me
Tell you what I have to say
Let me
Let me
Not be labeled
Let me
Let me
Let me
Be free

Take these shackles off of me
Let me be free, I can’t stand it anymore
I just want to me free!


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 12, 2008



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