knowing no better

years I felt calm as last night’s snow

thinking this was how

the world just is

while people called me wild

sure I had no mother

or father talking to me

was living out in the world

all on my lonesome for a fair while

could go out come in when I wanted

for the longest time

& then I found something

I thought I could hold on to

even if that meant

closing time came early

my nights became stayed in

under tiles

& when that fell apart

the snow cleared

I saw the world as new

but this time I knew

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