She holds onto her smile.
She'll need it for the trip.

She's got a million hearts
each one tied around her wrist.

She's pulling them to follow
they grow calloused with each step
each pull, each tug, each rip.

She has a million vertebrae
they pull her towards the sky.

Stacked one against the other
a tower for her eyes.

And where she thinks shes going
is a place she's never been
She knows her destination
it's written deep within. 

"Even the tallest tree in the forest was once just a tiny seed that held its ground."