not planned

i am told I dont want right.

i know what they Wanted. from me. what I could not give, i would not overspend.
i know a difference, because here is not there.
i know they tell the rest not to drift where I am.
but even so
shame rides her mind at night.

i know a lot more than I let on to.

they probably ask the mirror where they went wrong, the missing pieces. she has a head hung in shame over me.

it's my drive.

there is more than the steel embrace of cages.