Aaaaaaaa
I tell myself not to
Get invested in sentimentality
Or I'm infantilizing myself
A home is something different
You don't need to go anywhere to get there
I write my wishes on the paper and tie it to the balloon
It rises the weight off my shoulders
With each step I forget one lie
I have oars now
I set the sails
I see where the smoke cloud rises to the sky
I'm going in the direction I want to
I can see myself
Bearing the weight
And I know I can
Bare it all
And bear a resemblance
To the child I was yesterday
(I love you so much)