Sometimes I slip into old songs that take me back to genuine memories.
I watch them play out like my favorite parts of a movie, and hit rewind so much they fade away.
In those few seconds, in those moments, I was one hundred percent okay. I was living when I was okay.
I was okay when I woke up to a bowl of cereal and cartoons.
I was more than okay playing outside while paying no attention to the sun as it crept below the horizon.

My new shoes use to make me jump higher and run faster.
I felt invincible wearing my homemade cape inside my castle made of cardboard boxes.
I was anyone I wanted to be.

My shoes get me to where I need to be.
I feel so vulnerable and weak trying to balance everything.
Constantly packing my belongings into cardboard boxes.
I am not the person I want to be, or thought I'd be.