My mystic

I am bird but unlike you
I can fly, I can‘t perch
Why I flap like a cloth
I can trace, I can’t see
Why I can’t see just a Rader
I can fly, with my pelt
How could I fly without plumage?
I can flit, I can plod
Why I am a bird, can’t plume itself
I can sing, just a cry
Why can’t cheep like a robin?
I have teeth like a rat
Why I can’t lay like a bird
I am bird without nest
Why am I live in a cave?
I can drink, can‘t pick
Why I can fly in the night
I am a bird, not bad
Why am I being fright night to you
I am a bird in mammal figure
Why am I fly, if I am not?
Your mystic, you can laugh
Yes you can boast
How beauty you are.