Chin up.
Nose high in the air,
That arrogance they always admired.
But they hated how
sometimes
I didn't want to look in the mirror.
Their voices ring in my head,
as I stand before this ridge.
My toes curl around the edges,
clinging for dear life.
Though I have no desire to stay.
My heart is waiting for the moment it will find rest
It pounds through my chest as if to give me a little
Push.
My mind is reeling.
Too many thoughts, voices, noise;
so much noise.
Enough.
I spread my wings,
bend my knees and take off.
Watching day become night.