Drums on my ears
Hurt to my heart
I am a caged circus bird
Wishing to fly
Oh how sweet that would feel
Wind through my wings
Anywhere I could go
From one far edge of the globe
To the other
But I am a caged bird
Captured by the laughter
Of those at my strange appearance
I am told what to do
How to do it
Blasting haunted carnival tunes
In my sensitive ears
But after all these years
Of this torturous pain
I have grown used to the laughter
The stares
My ears are no longer so sensitive
To the beating drums
Now all that is left to do is wait
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