I have realized recently that I am completely ill at ease in the company of men, especially a small group. I feel inadequate, like I don't and couldn't possibly belong. I had to type this post three times because I felt like it was stupid and you guys aren't even in the same room. How weird is that?
I don't ask for much, I only want trust,
and you know it don't come easy.
They flutter behind you, your possible pasts;
Some bright-eyed and crazy, some frightened and lost...
And strung out behind us the banners and flags
of our possible pasts lie in tatters and rags.