Breathe

I feel like ropes which wrapped me have been cut.
Its weird that camp is like this for me now, It never has been before.
I guess I am just going through a weird, hard time.

Its good to see some friends, it was so good.
Good to breathe the polluted air.
It was good to hear the loud city noise.
It was good to see the city lights.


I still have one more night, and it sounds as though it will be a good one.
I am glad I work at camp, but it is not an easy job right now.