When First I Knew

I didn’t really ask anyone,

just sort of stood alone,

wondered about the way of things,

if really I could,

if I knew how,

if there ever might be another opportunity.

 

I was certainly afraid,

the horrors of my nature,

being exactly what it was,

being that I was this, some, suddenly alone,

and there they went,

each one, in a simple sort of dance.

 

But I couldn’t dance,

I didn’t feel that passion they said I would,

well I never really had a chance,

except yes I did,

I knew if when I tried to speak,

there might be someone there who would

listen.

 

I always knew the words would never arrive

on time, on time, on someone else’s dime.