What if I were a bird?

                What If I Were A BIRD?

-Ishana Ghosh

What if I were a bird?

Would I be free to fly away

Or would I be caged 

in my mind's own bay?

What if I were a bird?

Would I be hateful of

humans and their cages

Or would I admire them

and their ability to express on pages?

What if I were a bird?

Would I enjoy the independence

Of being in solitude

Or would I want someone to hold me back

and be proud of my aptitude?

What if I were a bird?

Would I then feel 

That the sky's great

Or have doubts regarding its ability

to guide me straight?

What if I were a bird?

Would I look at the delicacies

and wish to be human?

Would I still be close to someone

Or would I utilise my freedom?

What if I were a bird?

Would I pose as

people would photograph me?

Or would I run away

as I would still be devoid of vanity?

What if I were a bird?

Would I feel boredom?

Would I still be depressed?

Would I still want to die

Or would I value what was gifted?

What if I were a bird?

Would I enjoy being in the air

and on the trees?

Or would I sometimes crave

To walk on the ground and swim in the seas?

What if I were a bird?

Would someone really care

about my uniqueness or my feelings?

I know they do now,

But what if unique is not what a bird is?

What if I were a bird?

Would I be flying in happiness?

Would I be with my friends?

Or would I be flying to save myself

and would I then forget that reality bends?

What if I were a bird?

Would my brain be too small

to figure out what true freedom is?

Would I be content with things as they are?

Would I not understand world peace?

What if I were a bird?

Would I still be curious?

Would I know wrong from right?

What If I forgot feelings?

Would I not still be able to write?

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