There's nothing in this world I can do
But fall apart in front of you.
I'm confused.
So young, so old
So cautious, so bold.
So painfully alone.
I don't know what to do.
.
When you have a problem
You call Auntie Sue.
She gives advice, but tells you to seek
Further help from Cousin June.
(She minored in the subject in school,
So she'll know what to do.)
.
When you speak, the problem is solved,
This guidance at your beck and call.
But I'm army crawling, here in line,
Horribly inept, but out of time
To learn the things I need to know.
"Sorry, hun, but weren't you shown?"
Leaning on ghosts
Of what could have been,
I pack my bags
To leave home again.


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