SakuraSkye

Bird

If I were a bird,
how joyous would life be?
I could live without stress and strife,
I could finally be free.

If I were a bird,
never would I have to talk.
Not a word could my bulky beak blather,
all I could do is sing and squawk.

If I were a bird,
oh, the places I could go.
I could soar above the clouds,
in the orange, sunset glow.

If I were a bird,
I could escape all my pain.
I could spread my wings and fly away,
never to be seen again.

If I were a bird,
how joyous would life be?
But sadly, I am not a bird,
and I must continue being me.