Sick Again
Two trains crossing
I was steady and free
but I crossed the line
Why did I pick this?
why did I become sick?
I was so happy at school
getting good grades-
making friends
But like a bird- white,
and silky, diving down-
I snatched up another
path. I devised another
route.
This one feels like a
curved path- with many
pitstops,
The other one was
steep- but exciting.
Why did I become
sick again?
I made so many friends
My foot explored the
alternate texture of
this path.
Why? Because I got
sick again
Heard too many voices