|Might be worth it| *Poem*

Might be worth it

To hug the blue sky,
would mean your dreaming,
or maybe you’re dying.
But to kiss the fakeness
as if you were falling, it
might be worth it.

Each cloud resembles something important,
they will try to bite,
but don’t try to ruin
or else be caught
by a sharp truth, it
might be worth it.

The ground may be soft
maybe a rock will support, or not.
Below there could be mud,
cool and to say
‘open an eye to belief, it
might be worth it.’