there once was a girl
as that's how any story starts
that girl wanted to fly
to soar amoung the clouds
waving at the planes
and laughing
but no matter how hard she tried
she remained on the ground
she even tried cutting out wings
but they wouldn't lift her
she could only imagine how it would feel
to not have to worry about being disorganized
about missing out
about being wrong
about anything
she could just fly
further and further
from home
she would never belong in the sky
but that doesn't bother her
she doesn't belong here either
in the sky she'd be happy
she'd be free
then
on a particular day
a day where the sky almost seemed to call out
call out for her to join it
she made her last attempt
she climbed her way up
as far as she could go
higher than the treetops
till the birds flew past her head
she took a breath
and she jumped
and in that moment
she was flying
she was happy
she was free
and it was okay
after all
that's all she'd wanted
YOU ARE READING
Wake Me Up
Poetryevery step I take is as unreal as the feeling I'm actually going somewhere worthwhile