I am a Lonely Bird, shivering in these winds,
Hoping that I'll find a way back to me.
But no one seems to hear it, all my pain.
No one sees what this life has
Done to me; I've lost all my faith.
And no one even hears the screams,
From all those lashes on my back.
As time slips by, I begin to realize all that
I've become. I am a Lonely Bird,
Flying higher in the sky,
Coming closer to demise.
And if you can trust these words
You'll know I'm dying.
Slowly as the clock is ticking,
Youth is fading fast.
Then I realize all that I am right now.
I am a Lonely Bird. Caught between
North and south, not knowing whether
One is right or one is wrong.
I, too weak to know my own faults;
Still live to see this precious sun.
How I weep, in anger, in sadness, misery.
Screaming my pain to this world,
But no one listens. And in the dark corners
Of the earth, I dwell and wallow in my state,
Fully realizing what I am, what I've become.
I am and always will be a Lonely Bird.