They Are Heavy

I believe that I can fly, Because for them, it is so easy. I see them flying everyday. All I wish is just to join them. They show me what it really means To be free and to have power. The way by which they proudly fly With grace contains their prowess. Frequently they call to me "You wings so special! Your hold such power!" Maybe somehow, they never noticed How theirs are light, and mine am heavy. I've never once flown. For my wings weight down my body. They bring my back to slouching, They pain my eyes to crying. My tears pour down, the ground below Begins to bud and blossom, And what should be smiles and laughter Brings only louder sobbing. Why should I be so blessed That my pain bring others fortune? How could I be so damned That my wings should be so heavy? I believe that I can fly, But for me it's not so easy, For my wings are made of lead And they are heavy ...