I Am

I am but a bird,

trapped, forgotten,

left to rot in this endless cage.

I am the tallest building,

the king upon his throne,

I am nothing and everthing,

a paradox carved in bone.

I am the echo of a tune long forgotten,

a melody worn thin by time's cruel hand.

I am the whisper of the wind beyond,

calling,

yet never mine to touch.

I am but a bird,

beauty bound to replay the same tune-

an unwritten song,

one without words, only a scream,

a cry left for the sun to hear.

I am but a man.