I could be beautiful, if I wanted to.

I could shine like the sun.
I could stride through the world,
With my bright wings unfurled,
I could fly, I could leap, I could run.
I could be pretty, if I wanted to.
No one would hold me back.
They’d take one look at me,
At my wings, and they’d see
There are more things I have than I lack.
I could be happy, if I wanted to.
But I don’t.
Not when I can stay in my brain,
Watch the clouds and the rain,
Put my wings to my sides
And just float.