I’m jealous of the birds
flying in the sky so free
I’m sitting on the ground
watching the world move
as I am stuck
Though the world spins
I find myself unable to move
I’m jealous of the rain
how it falls wherever it wants to
It can cover a whole street
and no one will tell it not to
The wind caresses my cheek
teasing me with its ability to dance
its ability to be cold or warm
I’m jealous of the wind
I’m jealous of the rain
I’m jealous of how the world moves
how it never stops moving
someday I will learn how to be one
with mother nature
so I could move
so I could choose
so I can dance
and no one will tell me not to
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