I have to wonder how I ended up how I did
I’d like to think I’m better
He probably wouldn’t help the homeless
They say that thing about the apple
Not falling far from the tree
I fell so far away from the tree
But really there are two trees
Maybe I just fell farther to the other side
And that’s a good thing, I’ve come to learn
The good part of growing up
I live in similar solitary ways
But I don’t try to destruct things
Don’t try to poison things
I don’t do much of anything because the world terrifies me
But I digress
I, perhaps, somehow broke the chain
I am broken in many ways
But I don’t try to break people to fit my image
I just love people who fit my image
I just want to put people back together
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