If I was a bird

If I was a bird with a pair of wings,
I would soar into the endless blue.
With no care for you or this world of grief,
I would soar into the endless blue.

The loneliness of sky is friendly than
the society where friends inflict pain on me.
And flying over those solitary moors,
I would forget how lonely crowds make me.

Why am I made a material girl,
who lives in world of beggar and millionaire.
Where faith is shattered for bread and butter,
and love hurt without any hesitation.

I live in a place which men call society,
but everywhere I turn I see only enemity.
It is like a prison which has chained my heart,
and restrains my feelings for challenging my rights.

If I was a bird with no social boundings,
I would have flown to the endless blue,
where the air is calm and purity exists,
and nobody would have challenged me about my ethics.