You called me Sparrow,
said I always deserved to be free.
Yet you tied a red ribbon to my ankle,
and told me to fly.
You would feed me fine food,
and bathe me frequently,
others were jealous,
thinking I had all that and was free.
They didn't see the red ribbon,
you shortened over time.
When you promised to protect me,
I hadn't had this in mind.
I pecked at my ribbon,
and I found myself free.
But you caught me,
and grounded me with a silver ring around my neck.
I didn't have to say 'yes',
but the look in your eyes made
me feel compelled that I had to.
I did love you,
I still do I think,
but my natural instincts tend to fall into place.
With some help from some friends,
and some self realization too.
We agreed that the truth had finally come through.
When I was given the chance,