while my body was in a car
driving home
mind felt things
thought in ways it hadnt
before
was touched like no other
when I finally looked up
out the windshield again
i felt it
the connection left
between my teenage brain and adult words
and maybe i didnt quite understand all the big ones
and maybe i read line 14 slowly even though it was written fast
maybe i forgot to pause at each comma
and i wouldve said 'found' where you said 'lost'
and maybe i wouldve signed xox
but we're all writers
i felt strange when the moment with my poem was gone
like when it struck midnight and cinderellas dress vanished
but she didnt know the shoes would stay
she had no idea that she didnt need a pumpkin or mice to be important
because we're all writers
maybe cinderella was a dude
maybe the prince was life
and life looked scary because he was so fancy and always ready to take on the next task but cinder wasnt
cinder was scared
you couldnt see it though
cinder always sang happy things
not even the mice wouldve guessed that cinder was sick
if the mice couldnt tell, how would the prince had known to go easy on her
to chill out
maybe give cinder the week off
and we all know how it ends
the glass slipper broke and prince life wasnt even there to see
but the fairytale was wrong
weve all be deceived
life and cinder never lived happily ever after
they never found the second slipper
maybe we can
(tg)
