Ostrich

Looking cheery, bright
With my graceful walk.
others watch in envy
Admiring my beauty

Will they ever know
My deepest darkest secret?
I try to be my happiest
Although I wish to fly...

So many pains
Perfect for a neck like mine
who will notice
what I'm really thinking?

my wings are useless
my feathers are pointless
all I can do is run from my problems
knowing they will chase me

Nothing can change
Wishes dont grant a thing
so I shall find my refuge
by burying my face in the sand