Another time and possibly another place
Our souls may have outlasted the chaos
Unfortunately, there wasn’t enough space
Fourth in line, outside in the raindrops
That was how it felt and where I landed
I could have asked, pleaded for more
I chose to just exist, and avoid, I should have commanded
Commanded what I needed us to become
But my apathy, yours as well, is why we are done
Moving forward I hope to change some of my behavior
Value the one that matters most, and savor