STARS IN THE SKY

Fields always seem inviting

The grass looks soft and green

But up close they are pokey and grey

Sometimes I wonder

Would it be better

To just be under

To make all the problems go away

But then I remember

The stars shining bright

And they keep me in the field

At least for one more night

FEARING CHANGE

When I was younger my greatest fear was change

The smallest changes

Like moving a lamp

Or putting a picture on the wall

I was scared of losing myself

Or perhaps finding who I really was

Now that I’m older, I believe my fears are different

I like changing my decorations, or my hair

It’s exciting

But then someone tells me I’m moving soon

At school, every class is leading up to college

People I love are leaving

And I have never been more afraid

Never been less ready

I’ll never escape my fear

Never get over it

Because, no matter what I think, I’m not ready

I can’t change yet

I can’t