Why Can’t I

Why can’t I just be a bird
That reaches up to the sky
Looking down to all the views
And always free to fly.

Why can’t I just be the sun
That warms the summer day
Giving light to all of us
Even on gray winter’s day

Why can’t I just be a tree
That bestows us pleasant shade
Bequeathing fruits or lovely flowers
That never seemed to fade

Why can’t I just be a baby
Who’s as innocent as can be
Bereft of anguish, problems and anxiety
Like the one you gave to me

Why can’t I stop missing you
Why can’t I end up longing for you
Why can’t I cease myself to cry
Why can’t I just say goodbye