A Special Pride

And the penny eyes.
Left going dark.
I see you following.
Closer, then you burst through the bushes.
You think that I didn’t know?
What you were pushing?
It was a catastrophic thing.
That is to be sure.
We were just trying to be ourselves.
Trying to be mature.
Trying to hold ourselves up with pride.
In the face of all that desperateness.
Ah and we cried we cry we cry.
But only to ourselves.
It was just a special time.
A special pride.
It was just such a special pride.
And then we took ourselves too seriously once again.
Then we took ourselves too seriously.
But that’s what we were told to do.