Song: “Leslie” by Nataly Dawn from How I Knew Her
The wheel creaks
Beneath they all look so worried as they shout up that I shouldn’t be.
They don’t understand, they don’t grasp what it means for me.
Being above trapped
in a squeaking straining cabins?
It’s not trapped at all.
Down there, that’s the banal.
Here I’m free
On the ground? The rules, the don’t’s, the must nots
A victim of everyone’s demands and thoughts.
I’d rather here
stuck but soaring.