plastic bag on the power lines
twisted
melting

dead bird at the side of the road
delicate wings shredded
fragile ribs fractured
tiny heart spilling open
loose feathers aflutter

that kid who cries
that kid with all those scars
that kid that's a murderer
that kid who's just a freak
that's me

that dead bird on the playground
who dares poke it with a stick?

who's going to break my ribs?
who's going to rip apart my skin?
who's going to tear my little heart?