"Flying High"

I live my life day by day,
Not caring what people say.
I do not live on this earth,
(I’m a cloud child from birth.)
I dream of the air, the wind, the sky,
That’s where I’ll be, when I die.
I do not dream of glory and fame,
I’m just a kid (golden) but plain.
I laugh at myself and at you,
It’s funny, because no one has a clue.
I do not laugh to hurt or cause pain,
I’m laughing to have fun, to end the strain.
I cry for the people, who need a friend,
There are wounds time can’t mend.
I do not cry for those who complain,
Who moan and groan looking to blame.
I live, I dream, I laugh, I cry,
They are my wings, I’m flying high!