on the day I was to move out
and it kinda made me not want to leave
they offer up their space
such a shame to find them on the day
the new young residents moved in
Woke up afraid I may not be living
up to my potential. I go to bed
more afraid that I maybe I am
the beauty of some things
framed by another's hands
I may not be getting all that I deserve
found yesterday's forgotten lesson
left on the bed asleep knowing that life
Envious I am covetous I am always
of the new young residents