The things we’re supposed to be grateful for
Your life is full
You have everything a man could want
It’s over there
on the other side of the city
universe
on the top of a hill
I look up and see
I look down and withdraw
into myself
I fight for space
I can’t find it
I can’t fit into the top of the hill
Either there’s not enough room or I’m too big
I feel myself trying to insert myself
There’s a functioning family on a couch in Minnesota
and one in Illinois
and neither family has room for me.
I just want a touch, a reminder that I’m not alone
She has everything a girl could want
I have everything I never wanted
(So many things I can’t forget
So many tattoos falling down my face)
I never just get to have it
the thing I choose for me.