Chained up in her own self

Had tried to break free before

But in vain

All her efforts at trying to console herself,

sympathize herself

Had brought her nothing but pain

It was time for her to realise

That the bird had been long too caged

It was time to let it free

Fly, soar high

But here she was, unable to

Still crying under the tree


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