"i don't know any better"
i was fond of wasting
away the years, for a
little while--but i am
reminded of how much
i am missing, in the
little things i see each day.
a couple fighting
inspires jealousy, because
i don't know any better.
all i see is the comfortable
touches they share.

i thought i might escape
into the night, for a
little while--but the
laughing crowds frighten
me--the expectations of
the handsome men cause
me to hide--and i run
back home to myself,
because i don't know any
better. i failed to find the
beauty in the outside.

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