Matthew Bailey Poet Free verse

That Big Tree From Our Hometown That I Visit Sometimes

Don’t mind me
I’m just laying on my bed 
plotting ways to save the world 

I saw my lucky stars wrapped around Jupiter 
It hurts to know that what I needed most
couldn’t provide in that moment 

Will someone please touch my heart?
Like pen to paper,
fuel to fire,
go ahead and grab my heart strings 

How could I spread my wings and fly 
without believing in myself?
Here’s to all my lucky stars 
that stuck around to this point 

I wrapped my arms around Jupiter 
to feel safer within myself 
Where’s that sense of community 
when I’m clearly needing it the most?

Apparently my will got over this before I did
Will you show up just like you said you would?
Apparently, my inhibition got over this before I did 
I’m sending my best to everyone that never judged me
just because 

Don’t mind me 
I’m lying in my bed 
picturing my name in the clouds 

Like pen to paper 
writing the only poem 
that had the power to change the world 

In the life I’ve built inside my head,
I can do just about anything 
and I’d hate to be a hero 
in a world I couldn’t save 

With the life outside my eyes
there’s too much risk to stay the same 
and I don’t want to be a hero 
to a world I couldn’t save

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