You Get What You Pay For

I got lost in your nana’s house. 

Twice.

The first time,

I thought it was because 

It was too big.

The second time,

I worried it was because

I was too small.

And I wondered how long 

Someone could sustain 

On jokes they didn’t get,

Conversations they couldn’t follow,

And places they would never see.

All my life I've heard well-off people say

“You get what you pay for.”

So what was its worth

When I got your love

For free?


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