I never thought you’d open your mouth.
Your purse pulled briefly back to expose your whites.
Please go ahead and let it all out.
Not this place..... I’m walking out
It would seem you don’t care
Your people don’t understand me
I don’t know why I’m here
I’m going back and forth on like a day to day basis. I’m sure you’ve noticed that I’m not quite ready to arrive at what appears to be that obvious place that I will fit in like a glove although I’m slowly marching forward, I’ve still got long way to go before I’ll get there. I’ve still got a long haul in front of me. If I don’t pick up I don’t know what I’ll do but I swear to God there is calling on all sides of me. I cannot wake up no matter what I do. What should I do?