I am here while they all are there in delight
To the ground I am attached,
While they all spread their wings taking flight
Oh how I wish to them I could be matched.
They are so independent and free
But my wings are clipped so I cannot fly;
Staying fixed to the ground you see,
Is what I must do no matter how I try.
Melted firmly to the Earth I must stay
With my roots hardened in place,
Wish what I may
And guards around me just in case.
They soar beautifully up in the sky
I am left all alone,
And all I could think to do is cry
Looking to all those whose fate just like mine is sown.
When they take off for flight
My spirit is forced to recede,
As they soar out of sight
With the best of them in the lead.
All I can do is beg them for a ride
Fall off every single time,
But to me they have lied
Because I was never meant to climb.
My envy surmounts
Like a glass too full,
And I try again and again
But always get knocked down.
By the same two arrows
I fall to the ground,
My scope for freedom narrows
When suddenly my purpose is what I have found.
I believe my place is not in the sky
That I was never meant to be free,
Like those birds that aim and fly high
But to stay here and make a difference you see.
My roots keep me here
But they are the very things keeping me,
From all that is queer
And here is where I always shall be.