I used to think I had it all

Like a river I breathe fresh Air

I flowed along with the ocean

To where god will take Me

To his heaven a place

With no people a place

Not real a place magical

But I never stopped running

I ran with the lions

I stood tall as the giraffes

My heart had stripes black

And white of a zebra

The only different was

I had two legs

Wherever I came from were wolves in a sheep skin

They decieved me claiming

To be young kittens in a box

They stabbed my red 🍒 cherry with a dagger

I now lived with a broken cherry

I thought I had it all like

Support, love friends

But I was with wild animals

So I search for a heaven

Where I rest my soul

Without the pain of a dagger

But beautiful scence of flowers in my Eyes and nose

Only than ill not be a mockingbird