If only I could see life as you do my
Friend, born from the void of tangled hair,
You strut confidently into the room and announce
“I Have No Idea Where I’m Going” as your head
Collides with the wall in front of you.
You communicate your boundaries & desires,
Not with inhibition, but with a loud yell.
You embrace the world right outside the window as
Exciting & new with each opportunity to explore it.
You retreat to a space comforting & familiar
Unapologetically for hours and hours.
Tired, empty of myself, at my wit’s end,
Why can’t I see life like you do my friend?
