I wish there was something I could board,
But the journey has to be made alone,
The bliss of goal would hide all the moan.
The wind is strong,
The sun blazing,
I am turning into ashes,
Falling down underneath the earth,
And it feels like an endless fall,
Surrounded with never ending wall,
Hope sounds alien,
There are questions.
Answer is a random lettered word,
They turned me into a bird,
A caged bird.
They laughed and faces were made.
Turn me into ashes, I said
They don't know I'm a Phoenix.
