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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