Caged Bird
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Ikshula Chopra, Grade 10
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Poetry
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2012
I want to get out, I want to get away
I want to yell hooray hooray!!
I am trying hard, I am giving my best
But at an end I feel so stressed.
Seeing my future makes me sad,
I want to leave and fly to my dad
No one can hear my voice
But I don’t have a choice,
I am fed up of living here…
But I have a strange fear!
Every five seconds I hear my name called out..
I am on display I don’t have doubt
They feed me stealth food
By looking at it.. makes me to puke.
They treat me as an animal
I am trapped here
and I end up in tears.