not so well spoken and thin connectioni'm frightened, i 
know you're fightened of being afraid, of
misunderstanding and of beng misunderstood.
countless nights and early mornings confiding in a not so 
old friend
with an equally splitting headache
who, too, often wakes steeped in regret
and why the teen angst at twenty-five
arent we to be over this by now
but i won't pretend that bruised knees don't lead to 
broken hearts
frailty, instability, and uncertainty
they define us all at times.