Jealous of the Birds
Jealous of the way
They sing songs all day
Flying through the heights
As easy as a winded kite
Chirping from the trees
As careless as the bees
While I lie awake at night
Clinging to my knees
Jealous of the way
They don’t wonder what you have to say
Twirling through the air
Reminding me they don’t have a care
Jealous of the air they breathe
Wonder if it’s clearer above those trees
Jealous of the songs they sing
Louder and braver than I’ll ever be
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