in two years i've learned that
every smiling face
ain't necessarily
happy to see you
that work still waits for you
even if you don't hear the alarm
and the wounds you can't see
take the longest to heal
i also learned
that no amount of explaining
will be enough
when their minds are made up
and that talking to my father
only hurts
when I'm keeping secrets
that no audience is required
to feel humiliated
and that math was never my strongest subject-
but I know enough about equations
to solve the problem
but the variables
keep changing
so I'm always
wrong
in the past two years
I learned that
nothing is personal
and everything
is personal
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