Flowergirl12300

You pulled up in your old, green car and gave me that same look you used to give me so many years ago.
The look that kept me up at night
That had me looking over my shoulder
Hiding in the bushes
That look that made the flowers die

I reach for the sky 
Up so high
Near the clouds
Where the birds glide and the planes fly
I stretch from coast to coast
North, East, South, West
Covered in trees, rocks, animals
I'm home to many

Yesterday I looked in the past
At all my mistakes and embarrassments
When I sang the wrong note
Or tripped in front of my crush
Today I look to the present
Not fighting what will happen
Tomorrow I'll look ahead
Into my future

For me,
Escaping doesn't always mean a happy place
Because It's not always about being happy
My escaping place
Could be anywhere from
A library to my room or maybe even the moon
To escape from reality