the oaks

Written upon entering my third group home -- and seeing someone who's eyes matched mine.

if only I could say
what I wanted to say
but I know the timing
is all wrong --- what is right
in my mind is wrong in the minds
of others.

the timeline is warped
and the lifeline is short
and I’m lost in my thoughts
and you’re in them again

a welcome distraction
from all that is here
but what can I say
I’m only a girl

it’s canyon oaks
and this is a group home
and my feelings aren’t valid
and they never are valid.

feelings are chemicals
set off by the brain
the way my heart races
it’s all just a game

but the look in your eyes
it is so appealing
the look in your eyes
is it just deceiving?