pharmacy
June Henry
[Verse]
Some sort of Benjamin Button, I guess
I felt so grown at fifteen
Hungover, trying not to slip on the ice
While I walked with Mom's card to the grocery
My old friends picked scabs form my arms
The lesions were just like the pharmacy
Open 24 hours
Always feeling like some sort of home to me
Now I know how to drive
And I drive in the dark
And I'm slightly night-blind
But I'm trying so hard not to go against traffic
Or forget the feet that I walked with
I know the street names
And I'm getting the hang of the cardinal directions
I'm trying to learn the way of this town
Before I move out of it
And you've taught me these are things to be proud of
And you taught me I shouldn't feel emotion