where i belong

sometimes I wish I could sever all
my ties to the earth.
all my worries, my fears, my cares…
all gone.
and then, I would just float,
up and up and up until everyone
could see me.
“Hey,” they’d say,
“I wish I could
be like that.”
and then all my friends
could come party with me
floating in the sky,
and everyone would let go
of their worries, their fears, their cares
and float with me.
a floating city.
but then my worries, and my fears, and my cares
would follow me up there.
until i sank back down to the ground
where i belong.

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