Simplicity
I held on to her hand, to his hand,
And we crossed the road, and we crossed the ocean.
I arrived here.
Here, I held onto her hand, to his hand,
And we crossed the road.
Those hands gave me everything I needed,
I wanted.
Yes, everything I wanted came from those hands.
A child, in love with the two individuals that brought me.
The simplicity of life,
When daily struggles revolved around getting what I need,
And getting what I want.
Demanding what I want.
Knowing.
Knowing.
As the years passed, I let go of her hand, I let go of his.
I crossed many roads, and often found myself standing in the middle.
I forgot which side I came from, and which side I was trying to get to.
I refused her hand, I refused his.
I was always on the search, for what, I didn’t know.
We lived in silence, I didn’t share about the roads I crossed,
They didn’t share about theirs.
Simplicity...