If I was an angle and I had wings
I’d fly around to see everything
But I think I would find the world to be
Not what I had imagined to see.
If I was a devil and I had a tail
I’d wander around with a mournful wail
But I think that I would soon tire of it
Becoming bored bit by bit.
But I am a human and I have a mind
I’d like to explore, see what I can find
But I think that I feel there is no time
To truly explore that which is mine.