Calico Frost

Whispers travel in the halls at school

Weaving into people's brains

And people decide whether they like

What is going on

In a split second

It feels like drowning in expectations while trying to convince the world I can swim. 

I’m always performing.  

The pressure is suffocating. 

Going, going, gone

That's where you're going to go

Far away from me.

You're graduating this year

And I'm stuck here for another

But I'd rather be where you are

Forever.

When I was little, we lived in Philly. Seven hours from where we live now, eight counting the time allotted for rest stops. And a little ways down the sidewalk from our house was this tree.