With cupped hands going slowly empty. Ignite like a sun in this very room. Burn for us. Burn.
II. I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Falling. The wind rushes by. Accompany this flight with taunts. You cannot achieve. Over and over. Falling.
III. I’ll never be you! I don’t want to be you!
Voices echo back. Bouncing off tile and brick. Distorted. Words that don’t fit in sentences that don’t make sense.
IV. I just have to get out of this town.
Turn signals switched like muscle memory. Showers taken like anniversaries. Faces cycle through. Features changing only with time. This is forever. Escape.
V. How did I become this person?
Read to me. Teach me the stories. Tell me the values. Whisper life into these bones. I ache to fly. I see your sky, the clouds soft and perfect. I want that. Show me.