What If
By: Ashley O’Hare
I wish I could still be naive.
I wish my dreams were something I believed.
If I go back,
will anything change?
will it still feel like home?
Or has time altered too much?
Is it worth the chance?
If I leave now,
will the “what-ifs” haunt me?
Or will running save me?
Maybe the busy streets
will accept fresh meat.
Maybe new faces
will bring me to wide, open spaces.
Do I stay where I’m established–
or follow my heart
where my dreams are cherished
and the work is hard.
ashleyohare 