The sky never used to interest me
Too open, large, and unknown
But something changed deep inside
When I met a boy with
Sky
Blue eyes
I longed to prove my worth
I threw myself out headfirst to show what I could be
Three years later I’m bruised and battered
But here I am in my bed, longing for the stars.
What once terrified me now brings me comfort
Because I know I will survive.