If I Had Wings

If I had wings, I’d be free. I wouldn’t have any problems that would bind me. If I wings, I would be above the ground. And in front of me a new paradise would be found. But wings were not put on my back nor will they ever be. So I have to find a new way to be free. Maybe if I worked hard enough to become my own boss. This year I have to work because of what my neglect may cost. If I had wings, I would find a way to make myself good in other’s eyes. I might have even done anything to keep all of my family’s ties. I’m no angel, I’m not Jesus, and I would want the best way to bring myself out of the Chi. And if I had wings I would just fly.