Disappointing Existence

I wish I could fly, like those birds  Sail through the enormous sky  Get away from the injustice of birth The debt of cruelty set upon us Those invented by the hypocrites  Whose mouth spoke one  And the eyes that denied those words The so called freedom which came  With the incagement of the desires The things that are desperately Wanted to be reached Escaped from them to the farthest  Only possible outcome left With their disappointing existence  Was just pure unluckiness  The rigged system  Where the upper ones had their dreams and time to achieve  Others had no place to even breathe  Too far  Too vague to even dream.....