I’m going to that place
Not because the sound eases the storm in my mind
Or because the smell makes me forget the problems
Not because the water comforts all the pain inside my heart
Or there are pieces of memories of those I lost in the sand make me smile
I’m going to that place
because it is there I feel free
I’m going out
Not because I can’t stand being in that house
Or yelling and the shouts make it hard to breathe
Not because the anxious whispers in the walls causes me to scratch
Or I don’t know how to look my parents in the face and say I’m ok
I’m going out
because it is there I can be me