I am not okay
I am not good
I am imperfect
I am lousy

among all

Can you hear the birds talk?
Can you hear the whisper of the wind?
Can you feel the air?
Can you feel how cold the ground?

Look
How they accept me
How they huge all of my problems
How they give me all of the world

I am hurt
But the birds take away all the pain
I am okay
I am alright
The wind never leaves me alone