From the moment
I opened my eyes this morning
I felt
Scattered.
I wanted to be bound up in string,
To keep me
From falling apart or
Better yet, in someone's arms
They'll hug me tight, close,
I will feel their warmth
And won't be so
Scattered.
But I
Cannot bring myself
To inflict my scatteredness
Upon them - they have lives,
Too, which are not my own, and they
Shouldn't be in charge
Of my scattered life,
Needing to pick up my pieces.
And I know they say
They are here for me
And I know they say
They don't care
And I know they say
That's what friends are for,
But still I cannot bring myself
To ask.