A worm catcher

In my room I am sat 
I am an egg laid in a nest 
I am a hatched egg in a nest 
In where I sit and I am fed full with worms 


I am a bird in a nest on a tree 
That hangs above a river of life 
Filled with the worms, I feed on for feast 


I am a bird sat in a nest 
Lately I have come to realize  
That the worms in this river are dwindling 


I am a bird sat in a nest with wings 
I am  a bird with wings to flap 
So why do I starve of worms 


I am a bird sat in a nest 
In a distance, not past on visions 
I see worms in bountiful river shorelines


The comfort of this nest 
Will not be a cage, a chain 
Holding me down


I am a bird with wings to fly 
I am a worm catcher, so I fly, I fly 
Will you come fly with me