Writing

I hung in the sky, frowning down at the city below me 

Scowling because Peter Pan went away. 

I had stretched, and my body had run away 

In the years since then. 

My body

drowning in a

hoodie and sweatpants

knowing it won't

and can't

muster the energy

to get up.

Not that I

need to.

It's the middle

of the night.

But it seems

She loves everyone,

so everyone loves her.

Even when she's crumpling inside,

She'll always show the side of her

that's always willing to be positive.

When you want to throw your world away,

A soft and safe hug, 

a friend you never knew you needed, 

a friend that understands you, 

you understand them.

The building stands tall in the gleaming sunlight.

You haven’t been here in years.

You walk in, not quite sure what to expect,

Everything looks weirdly the exact same,

They said to think about who you are 

And who you want to be 

After camp 

And I thought 

What if I don’t know 

The changes I want to happen to me? 

What if change