The thing about bikes

I’m just this girl,

I never learnt how to ride a bike

Because I was so scared

Of tumbling, crumbling,

Roll down, pass out,

Run somebody over,

Be ran over,

Fall!

That’s the thing about bikes,

Eventually everybody falls!

I didn’t have the guts.

I was so scared

Of finding someone around the corner

That could hurt me.

Or turn the corner, get lost

And never find me.

I always wanted to be close from home,

Where I was safe, locked, protected,

warm!

I never learnt how to ride a bike.

I couldn’t open my arms up like that!

I couldn’t move my feet so fast!

I could never picture myself being free,

Giving myself the opportunity to feel.

I’m just this girl,

Such a stupid girl!

Always so scared,

Never too sure.

I never learnt how to ride a bike… Ever!

I never wanted, but I kind of did.

I kind of wish I was courageous enough 

To let my feet move far away from the ground.

I wish I was brave enough 

To let somebody drag me down.

I never learnt how to ride a bike!

I don’t know how it is

To find someone, tumble, crumble… and fall!

To be ran over, to be lost, to be free… to feel!

You see, I have no scars,

I never learnt how to ride a bike.

Life hasn’t yet left its marks.