Nothing ever changes around here.
Is that why I feel so different?

It's meant
to be easier
not tougher
with this much
familiarity on offer
an old life
a new start
not quite mine
still
seems it never
will
be
my rules
my decisions.

Everyone does what they want around here.
So why do I feel so trapped?

Meet me:
everyone's favourite
charity
puncture
my pride
remove
my independence
all
in the name of love
-ungrateful cow.

We are what we always were.
So how do I fit in?

Left a life
to start
living
but like
my baggage
I'm still in limbo
waiting.
On a ship
in the sea
or maybe
still
in storage
somewhere else entirely?