Birds high above in the sky,

Free, unrestricted,

Oh, I watch them with envy.

How I wish that could be my soul,

Roaming with them amongst the clouds.

Singing pitifully deep down,

It feels like the birds understand my cries!

But life has never been fair.

Freedom is just a life-long dream,

Far, far away from my grasp.

My sky changed too fast

From blue to grey, it completely changed shades,

Clouds loomed over my head,

Darkness surrounded me,

Creating a hollowness.

So, I lead a painful life,

Though one would never know.

By judging me from outside

Who'd know this is a tormented soul?

Death was always near,

Looming over my bereft soul

And I stood on the edge

Barely holding on.

I know I am no saint,

I made and will make mistakes

But one should pity Psychos too,

Don't they too deserve

A second chance?

I'm  already burning in a furnace

full of my crimes,

I was never free.

Maybe devils like me

were not meant to live at all..