But so are boundaries
And it astounds me
That I didn’t see it as clearly years ago
As I do today
I guess it’s a small victory in life
That I have yet to apply
I guess that’s why sometimes I cry
When they’re smiling in the pretty pictures on Facebook
All dolled up in their prom dresses and suits
Just like the prom I never got to go to
You see, it is family
That supposedly loves you the most
And yet you push them away as adolescents
Maybe later
You live to regret it
Because it’s true
And they’re so much nicer now
With only an underlying tone of the bitch before
Did you ever wonder why?
Because I still don’t know
It doesn’t matter though
Because I still can’t forget about the boundaries
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