I don't know what to do

I don't know what to do,
as I feel alone.
I don't know where to go,
as I feel alone.

I can tell you one thing,
be yourself.
I know where to go,
by myself, Home.

The bird sitting there,
is watching.
It ruffles his feathers as I approach,
but, he does not leave.

I reach my hand out,
ad I collide,
with the feathers.
They are cool and smooth.

I feel his emotions,
I can tell where to go.
He does not leave,
so, I don't let go.

He comes to me,
and sits on my shoulder.
I walk off,
and he stays, right there.