Maybe this is a little selfish and maybe it won’t mean much or anything to you. But I’m feeling a little overwhelmed today. It’s one of those frustrating days when I have a lot of creative energy and a lot of ideas and not very much extra time to spend working on most of them.

I am working on a special project coming up in December (more details coming soon) in addition to updating this blog, writing a book, my podcast, etc, etc, and since I’m a little pressed for time and sort of anxious about my monstrous to-do list, I’m going to combine a few of these things so I can provide you with some content that may, or may not, resonate with you in some way.

So here’s a little creative writing for your enjoyment and my sanity. If you’re not interested, that’s okay, and I can assure you this isn’t something I currently do or will plan to do very often here, but Novelty is all about writing, and sometimes, that means you get pieces of my brain in the process.

Enjoy. Or don’t. I’ll be back with a regular post tomorrow.

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Treehouse

It’s the end of the school day

You’re holding back tears

You’d think this would have ended

After all these years

You climb up to your treehouse

And within the hour

You’re a warrior princess

Scaling the tallest ivory tower

Protecting the innocent

From the fire and the lies

Of the kings and queens and nobles

You’ve come to despise

You’re confident and strong

You’re powerful and brave

But you’re afraid to climb down

When you know things will never

Be quite the same

In the large crowded hallways

On a Wednesday afternoon

You’ve avoided the danger

But you fear it’s coming soon

You don’t feel safe

Outside the walls of your treehouse

The words breathed like fire

Meant to take you down

Are too much to bear

When you’re already tired

From the battles you’ve fought

Against the queens you once admired

You try to blend in

They always single you out

You’re not a princess or a hero

You’re nothing, you don’t count

But inside your fortress

You’re invincible

You can be who you want

You can conquer the world

 

When nobody sees you

It’s just better that way

When it doesn’t matter

That they’re all beautiful

And you’ll never be the same

Everyone has their own way out

Their own way to escape

From the pain and the doubt

So write your own story

It might never come true

But at least you’ll always have

A little more faith in you

There will always be those

Who don’t ever approve

Of the brave things you say

Or the nice things you do

Keep your chin up

Even when it’s impossible

Then run to your treehouse

And become unstoppable

Even for awhile

Think of how many days

You’ve already made it out alive

I bet you years from now

You’ll be glad you survived

Maybe you won’t be

The ruler of a kingdom

But you can still be a hero

To those who need to hear

They’re still worth the world

It’s the end of the school year

It’s been a long time

Since you’ve climbed up to your treehouse

Without needing to cry

It’s great to pretend you can conquer the world

But the words don’t burn quite so much these days

© 2015, Meg Dowell.

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Meg is the managing editor at College Lifestyles magazine, a guest contributor with Lifehack and a guest blogger for Food & Nutrition Magazine. She is a seven-time NaNoWriMo winner and has also written for Teen Ink and USA TODAY College. Follow Meg on Twitter.