I hope you need those wings to fly

I can't help but to feel
that I took the fall
because I could take the fall.
I am still golden.

Maybe you needed a crutch.
You couldn't have made it this far without it.

I've come so far
and I've grown so much,
learning how to be happy with humanity's abstract concepts.

But I imagine you flying with invisible wings
and I wonder why I don't have wings
when I've worked so hard and so long to get them.
Wasn't it my goal to fly?

If you didn't have those wings, I'd imagine that you'd plummet.

But I'm so afraid
that if you couldn't fly
you would still be able to walk.