Zigzagging through lonely puberty, I took
Biased looks at books I had not read and
glamorized glimpses of a life not yet lived.
Without a map to show who and where
I was, the land Of Love seemed to have
Been shoved to another Planet.
My need-to-know was slow to grow into
Curiosity. Where was my center of gravity?
Which road could I take that would shake
My parents to their boring roots?
What I had in abundance was a ton of
Fantasy which opened doors, Several floors
Above my understanding.
In rare moments of hopeful lucidity, I sensed a world
Where a place might be waiting for me. Perhaps
I would belong, as every song I sang promised me.
A journey indeed...well expressed! Kudos, Glen🌟