LIMITATIONS
Just look at all the flowers,
and
birds perched in their trees;
See them in their glory,
with their souls set free.
They take what need be taken,
then move on to other things,
Content within their own selves,
and
in the songs they sing.
Oh just to be a bird,
and
sing my heart's content;
But I'm caught within my limits,
and
this I need repent.