lost in an orbit
an atmosphere of rumors
whispers and confusion spinning like
stars
Earth is strange
adolescence dangerous
there is none of this where I belong.

they say you've always been here, this is your home, now be a good
little bunny, a nice happy flower and make
friends, succeed, don't get zits or
stutter, otherwise you'll be a
dark shivering failure.

but I remember oceans of peace,
orange and lavender fields a mile across of billowing dreams.
I remember a place of clean skies
and no murmurs just hard truths
and starbursts of substance so bright
they burned the doubt from you.
I was here, I know,
my handprints are on the sky.