who or what would I be...

SOME WISH TO FLY,

TO BE TETHERED TO THE SKY.

WHILE A FEW OTHER,

WISH TO BE THE MOUNTAINS’ BROTHER.

SOME WISH TO SOAR HIGH,

TO TOUCH THE MIGHTY CLOUDS NIGH.

WHILE A FEW OTHER,

WITHIN THE CREEPERS WISH TO SLITHER.

SOME WILL GET AWAY

WITH A LIE,

WHILE MOST OTHER, CONTENTLESS

SHALL CURSE AND CRY.

WITH JOY, NONE,

ALWAYS COMPLAIN

‘LIFE IS NO FUN!’

FAR FROM THE TRUTH, ALWAYS RUN,

UNBEKNOWING THAT THE PROBLEM, IS ONLY ONE.

ONE DAY,

THE FEATHERS WILL BREAK

AND MORE SHALLN’T MAKE.

ONE DAY,

ALL WINGS MUST WITHER.

MOUNTAINS MUST CRUMBLE BEFORE THE MOTHER.

CLOUDS GET BLOWN BY THE WEATHER,

AND SNAKES TURN INTO LEATHER.

ONE DAY,

EVERYTHING MUST COME

TO AN END,

FOR THE CIRCLE OF LIFE,

FOR NO ONE, SHALL BEND.

ONE DAY,

WITH WINGS, SCALES, OR LIMBS,

YOU SHALL PERISH.

SO STOP WISHING.

SIMPLY LOOK AROUND AND CHERISH.

ONE DAY,

THE FEATHERS WILL BREAK

AND MORE SHALLN’T MAKE.

ONE DAY,

ALL WINGS MUST WITHER.

MOUNTAINS MUST CRUMBLE BEFORE THE MOTHER.

CLOUDS GET BLOWN BY THE WEATHER,

AND SNAKES TURN INTO LEATHER.

ONE DAY,

EVERYTHING MUST COME

TO AN END,

FOR THE CIRCLE OF LIFE,

FOR NO ONE, SHALL BEND.

ONE DAY,

WITH WINGS, SCALES, OR LIMBS,

YOU SHALL PERISH.

SO STOP WISHING.

SIMPLY LOOK AROUND AND CHERISH.

SO IF ANYONE OR ANYTHING

IN THIS WHOLE WIDE WORLD

I COULD CHOOSE TO BE…

IT WILL ALWAYS, & ONLY, BE ME.