If i had wings, i could fly,
I wouldn't even have to try,
One touch of the sky,
above the clouds, so high,
Playing tag with eagles,
Hide n seek with falcons,
Getting wisdom from condors,
Being naughty with sparrows,
This ambition got me feeling dry,
But that's the reality of things.
My wings are clipped,
Now i walk the ground,
Never making a sound,
Making good of what i have.