For the first time in my life I have had something good
A safe home
But I can’t feel like I should
When it comes, it’s out of nowhere
And no one has done me wrong
When it comes
I become a burden to everyone I love
(it’s not yr fault)
When I fold into myself
I am the only one who can read
The pages of my experience
Interpret embodiment of memory
How do I communicate
That nothing’s even wrong?
They work to understand
But I think I make it hard
(it’s not yr fault)
