When you’re a kid,
they ask you
“where are you supposed to be?”
And you tell them
through tears,
“I can’t find my mom”.
Embarrassed
you turn around and say
“sorry wrong classroom”,
or just stammer
“I
d-don’t
know”.
When you’re a kid,
they don’t care how you respond,
because you’re innocent
and
allowed to make mistakes.
When you’re older,
they say it differently.
“Where are you supposed to be?”
As if you’re always in the
wrong place;
because instead of doing homework,
you’re with your friends
trying to escape
the stress,
the anxiety, the
pain.
Because they want you to be in
medical school,
but you can barely
pass high school.
They crush you with expectations
and all you know how to do is
crumble
under them.
Or maybe
you start to ask yourself that,
because you look around
and no one looks like you,
no one acts like you,
everyone is more put together
than you.
You realize you
don’t belong
anywhere
“where are you supposed to be?”
“I don’t know.
I’m lost.”
Can’t you see that?