If.

read it, see.

If I were to grow wings and fly,

id want to be down here

if I were to be filthy rich

Id want to be poor

If I were to be vastly popular

Id be much more alone

If I were stunningly beautiful

Id feel ugly



I want to fly

I want to be rich

I want to be popular

I want to be beautiful



And while the world may seem hideously complicated

Its actually very simple.