Bird Girl
Not a saint
I'm not Supergirl
And I can't fly
I'm not a savior
This cross I cannot bear
Super powers I do not possess.
Strength is not my strong point
I am only human,
Feeble and weak.
I try to bend, afraid I will break
Carrying on
I must trudge along
Not a choice
No option here
It must be done.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
It's pressing me down
An anvil on my head,
A chain to my leg,
My hands in cuffs.
I feel tied.
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