Bird

EARLY MORNING I HEAR A LOT OF BIRDS SINGING

BUT I COULDN'T UNDERSTAND WHAT THEY SING
           FOR THEY WERE BIRDS

BUT THEY WERE HAPPY I KNEW IT
FOR I COULDN'T SING A SONG AS CHEERFUL AS THEIRS

THEN I FELT LONELY , I WISH I WERE A BIRD

THEIR SOULS ARE VISIBLE AND THEY ARE TRUE
THEY DO NOT PLAY CHARACTERS LIKE WE DO

THEY ALL JUST NEED TO BE BIRDS