SIDEWALK POEM

But what if I can't?
What if they're right?
What if I fail?
Will I lose my dignity
and all the pieces of me?
I don't want to fall apart
right in front of you.

Walking down this sidewalk
it's so hard to keep placing
one foot in front of the other.
I just want to curl into a ball
inbetween the cracks in the cement.

I don't want to be just a face in the crowd
B/c then who am I?
Not a reason to stop and stare.
If I'm just a face in the crowd,
I'm scared I'll let lost in it
or worse
swept away.