planes.

atlanta so soon. it's crazy. summer is about to kick into overdrive and before you know it...lap 4 of 4. otherwise known as senior year. insane.

but until then, here's one for the road. or the sky. we'll see.

planes.

there's something that scares me

something so unforgiving

about a boeing 747 that

sets me on absolute edge

because if it falls out the

sky

the only one to catch it

and cradle it to a safe slumber

is God

so i'd rather stay on my two feet

plus four wheels and

traverse across the country

that way

but to limit myself and

to clip my wings so that

i stiffle my destinations

is not the will of God

i'm always

so worried

about falling

about failing.

be

cause

what

if

i

hap

pened

to

sprout

wings

take

off

and

soar

?