walnuts

I know you’ve never seen a day

Where you haven’t had to sort through bad

To find the good.

I think I understand.

You seem to have spent hours dreaming,

About how life could have been better-

Than it was to you.

It makes you dreamy.

And I know you think I’m convoluted;

So unlike yourself. 

But really we are sisters…

With the same heartaches

And strengths.

We’re stuck in a land of walnuts.

Where the good outweighs the bad.

And even when you hate me…

You know that.