Laces

Life is hard as a pair of laces Always by feet, never by faces I want to see the beauty of a world up high I ache for space and air and sky I detest the dirt and condemn the smell The tugging and tying is a constant hell Pinching and pulling are all I'm allowed I'm hidden by the shadows of the surrounding crowd I long to be free, to loosen my ties To unwind and unfold, to jump, to fly The birds in the sky ignore me in their glee Even the worms in the dirt have more freedom than me Pulled in every direction weather I like it or not This dirty, gritty life is all that I've got