Inkpaw

If I could
I would reach up 
and pluck the moon from the sky
and hold it
my world revolving around this one light 
my joy anchored to its presence. 
If I could 
I would grow wings 

I feel lost 
my head surrounded by an invisible fog
I don't know where I'm going 
I feel as though time is breaking down 
and all aspects of dimension 
are leaving me now

lights 
Flashing, and blinding me
With their unannounced 
And unwanted appearance 
My sweatpant, and old sweater clad figure 
Being being captured 
And held captive 

 I believe in being who you are. each and every person is different, whether your skin is dark or light, whether you like to play scrabble or soccer, whether you like guys or girls.