If I Were
If I were a bird
I’d be an hawk.
Not one of those little pretty things
Flapping its jewel tone wings
Crying out those sweet little ditties
So all the girls can love them.
I’d be a hawk
Strong and loud and brave
Crying out from my struggles
not by what sounds pretty.
If I were a bug
I’d be an ant.
Not a butterfly too flitty and dainty
Nor a cicada with their music like violin quartets
Or even a cricket to play accompanying.
No I’d be a an ant
Serving my community
To the best of my abilities
Just because its right.
If I were an animal
I’d be a beaver.
Not a deer to be caught and eaten despite its beauty
Nor a fox with enough cunning to be prideful
Or a rabbit to be dull but lovely.
No, Id be a beaver
Industrious, humble and true
Living in the home I made
Safe from hunters too.
Now you ask why I’d rather be
Creatures of the forest.
Its a silly notion, yes,
To pretend and make believe.
Yes I know it is true
These things simply cannot be
No need to tell me,
But somewhere, deep down,
these thoughts are refuge from this life for me.
If I were a human
I’d be Kennedy Wrae Inman.
Not Angelina Jolie and her stick thin body
Nor Jennifer Lawrence and her beautiful smile
Nor Charlize Theron with her mile long legs
Or Kim Kardashian and and her plastic attitude and face.
I would hate to have these things, secretly loathing them all at once
For they are once.not me, so stop comparing
I’d like to be me, just
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