You hold me close
with your sharp claws 

and I love you for it
even the closeness 

My young thought peaked over the side
thinking she could fly

the depth scared 
but the wings felt real

climbing on the side
she reflected in her mother's eyes
the colors of her wings were there

it was not the last thing she saw
but for sure the only thing 
that mattered  

I walked around the obstacle 
as if to find a solution
but I only found a problem

Today I was thinking
I thought in one direction
till I came across 
a thought coming from the left
and a little later
one on the next lane 
speeding towards me

I thought I still knew what I was thinking
but then another turned around
and I remembered that I didn't

When your idols are burned out
and only hang on the walls of your childhood
you can finally look in the mirror
and see someone you want to know

You would think that a straight line is the best
to get from here to there

but once you make a mistake
a slight distraction
a deviation

you will always
pass that place again
on your return
or next year
slightly distracted
the same

I see different cages
from the inside or outside
every year

every year they change
and also stay the same 

There was only one thing 
that I wanted from up there

but I got dizzy looking up
towards that structure 
and declined
to climb it