Egg

egg
egg
egg
egg
when I was
a child, I
was well fed.
I was smothered
with affection.
when I was a child, I was content.
so well adjusted.
then I stuck my head out and
I immediately knew: this was not for me!
such a mess. such a mess.
your flesh and contempt and stress starts to grow.
as you clutch on the rest, you're alone.
something has come between us egg.