As a Lonely Bird

   I do wish my mind weren’t such a jumble
I wish I could make everything better, and nothing to crumble
   I’ve felt lonelier then I do these days
And yet it seems this time is worse in so many ways
   I do wish my feelings had equivalent words
Or music so perfectly in tune as the flight of birds
   Instead I shall wait now a little longer
And hope this feeling is just passing and I will come out stronger.