lots of people say
lots of things
maybe i actually shouldn't talk about it at all
therapists are wrong

case they have own agendas
and try to rip at me

i was clasping hands with spungo
you passed
that is the last i remember
then it was me
and others
and we walked out of the aras.

i was proud in a way
i did it. i socialized. i wasn't dependent.
and when talk amongst the lads with lads got crude,
smiled, sleepy, said goodnight.

followed. was straight forward.
no one for me.
he understood. i was straightforward. we talked. and i walked home.

people try to say
opinionate
too many
today

but own agendas
i don't trust anyone anymore
but me and you
and even then
maybe just
the calm versions
of me and you