I thought I knew
my place in the world...
If you can't say you miss me.
Or prove it in any way...
I tried
to paint the sun and realised...
For a reason I can't explain,
I was always so afraid...
& this is where I find myself -
Running like a wildfire through the fields of...
Professionals all
fifty years past private school...
Fifty summers spent in shade and sun
boating down rivers from ancient leas...
Pride
Ends...
There's something so strange
about how you healed...
Memories come to me like a ghost;
finding my way home through Skid Row...
People always disappoint u no matter how hard you...
I wish certain people were nice all the time...
Little nose
Little hands...