I always wondered
If I could fly
And see the world
Through a different eye
Would it be different?
Than living there
In a world that is wracked with so much hate
Would the sky
Be more welcoming
Than my own home
Would the clouds
Be a better cushion
Than my bed
Would the birds
Make better friends
Than any human could
But the rose only blossoms on earth
The love just for me awaits there somewhere
So even if the sky may seem lovely
But you can only experience realness
Love or hate
Sadness or glee
The sky is an escape
But on earth I am just me