Free
Look back, touch the sky or
Even the fluff that stares back at your eyes
The cloud that grows
Meaning with
Every breath, you take your steps to
Feel success, to books and long nights
Regretting staying up
Eyes, like glass
Earnest, you should be
Looking to your reflection
You’re no longer innocence
No longer the laugh of joy you get when you
Won cotton candy from the fair
That reminded you
Of the cloud
That grows
Every breath
You take steps back
Rewind the tape
That makes up your entire core
On a walk you find yourself
Looking at the ground
Instead of the sky
That gifts you its sugar
Look up
And tell yourself
let me be
free
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