IF

If only I have wings to fly,
To reach and soar up in the sky,
To feel freedom, quietness above the clouds,
To be away from all the burdens in life.

If only I have all the means in life,
To share, to spare those who have none in this world,
To buy happiness, joy and love that I did not feel at all,
And I am contented and my part with my soul.

If in parting with my soul
I can find peace in my own up world,
That there I will not be repenting anymore,
Then, I will come back to say, I’m not sorry at all.

But those are just IF’s
To ease the pain, to wipe my tears,
To part my lips into smile, to wipe away my sorrows,
For I am just only in despair.