Balloons

Maybe I’m not that strong, maybe I’m not who you think I am..  Maybe my feet can no longer carry me and your glasses no longer fit me, the glasses that once showed me life as I needed to see it.. The life beyond life when there was only the sky. Maybe I no longer know how to write, maybe I no longer know how to paint.. I no longer know how to live. Maybe you thought I was someone else who believed in magic, who believed she was magic.. I just no longer believe in me and I no longer believe in balloons.