i wonder what it's like to have parents who speak the same language as i do.
ones who are fluent in the culture in which i live.
i wish she knew what my motivations were
what my priorities are
in a language she could understand
without dictionaries.

there are many times when i feel like i have many acquaintences
but no immensely close friends...
ones i tell everything to
there's always something holding back
and it's usually me.
i'm mostly convinced now
that it's my inability
to be close to people.

they say that no man is an island
but who are they to think they are correct