"ways to escape life. run? nahh, they just come back around.
hide? well ,
it'll stick like a shadow.
jump? my soul would leave this place eventually ; black hole abyss... lets
not.
can we float? like a balloon. it follows where ever the air takes it. a
happier place. where books are not judged ; the paper wounds on our hearts
are untouched ;
where we begin 'us' .
im floating on air
with my balloon in hand
as life gets easier .