Jump From High

• Benjamin Vanderstaak, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2017

I know you try,
To take my hand.
I know I lie,
To fake my stand.

I feel that I,
Had this planned.
Drop from the sky,
Unto to land.

My feelings shy,
As small as sand.
I cannot fly,
I understand.

But I will cry,
And hear that sound.
I'll jump from high,
And crash to the ground.