Today when you
Chased me into a corner
Where I hugged the wall like a frightened child
I wished in the midst of my terrified tears
That the soles of my shoes had wings...
My shoes let me down
They carried me right into your trap
And delivered me
Breathless and weary
Into your claws.
They may have soles
But no empathy.
If the soles of my shoes had wings...
Wings
On the other hand
Would love me
When you trapped me in a corner
They wouldn't shrug and say
"Oh well, I've done what I can."
And decide to wear out.
They'd spread themselves out like a fan
And lift to the skies
Taking me with them
Leaving you behind.
Meanwhile, airborne
I would laugh above your head
And take in the view, instead
Of closing my eyes
And waiting for you to strike.
If the soles of my shoes had wings...
Wings are much better than shoes, you see
Anything tied to the ground
Holds you down
But with wings on my feet
I'd only be free.