Wings

 

I gaze at the world

Above

Me

 

Endless and open

 

Beyond my reach

A world I yearn for

 

You can’t go, you can’t fly

…I want to

You’re not meant to

But I must be there!

Stay here where you belong

But…

Only those with wings can be happy

…You’re right

 

 

 

 

If I had wings

I’d be happy

If I could fly

I’d come and go as I please

If I was born in the upper world

I’d be living my dream

If I had wings

 

But who’s to say I can’t grow wings?!

Who’s to say I can’t try?!

Laugh all you want

I’ll pay you dust!

Because I belong in the upper world

 

I am

A child

Of the sky.

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