She

“I don’t wanna let go!” she screamed.

Wrapped around her father’s leg like a vine

Society, the government, her father, and time 

Prying her from her childhood 

And pushing her towards the fold away doors of the rest of her life

She begged not to go

She didn’t want to 

She was scared

But she had to.

That was the day her innocence began leaking.

“I don’t wanna let go!” she screamed.

 Clutching her very first script to her chest

The law, broadway, her director, and time

Prying her from her spotlight

And pushing her back through the hallway doors of realistic learning 

She begged not to leave

She didn't want to 

She felt alive

But she had to.

That was the day her dreams began leaking.

“I don’t wanna let go!” she screamed.

Planted in the driver’s seat of her very first car

Money, the insurance company, the mechanic, and time

Prying her from her memories

And pushing her towards the practical decision for the irresponsible and reckless

She begged not to sell it

She didn't want to

She loved it

But she had to.

That was the day her youth began leaking.

“I don’t wanna let go!” she screamed

Remembering the night she learned what living meant

Reality, separation, lies, heartbreak, their obligations, their futures, and time

Prying her from the rooftop

She begged not to lose them

She didn't want to

She was scared

She was alive

She loved them.

But she had to.

That was the day she stopped leaking

She felt the weight of fear

She felt the weight of reality

She felt the weight of loss

She felt the weight of change

She felt the weight of everything.

And it was heavy.

Everything was so heavy

Everything is still so heavy.

I have nothing left to leak out

So I guess the next thing to go is me.

I mean.

She.