Bandaid

I don't know
Where to go

Monsters in the closet
Aren't there anymore

Follow, the lines of chalk on the pavement
Walked across the school yard saying "Hey mom, I made it"

Remember to romanticize
The bark on willow trees

The tires on the bicycle turn two
Instead of three

Sometimes I think
About packing up my things

Remembering my brother
Wiping blood off of my knees

Sliding down the canvas
Of my best friend’s trampoline

My mother bought a bag
When she was down by the pharmacy

She handed me a bandaid
And told me not to bleed

She handed me a bandaid
And it's all I ever see