You can get lucky
and everything will go well.
You may force yourself to feel lucky
and everything will falsely go well.
Nobody ever warned you about it
what is it to warned about?
They’re friendly, there are trees
it is the First World
and you’re lucky it has welcomed you.
But their apparent friendliness will make you feel inadequate,
their lifestyle and standards will make you feel stupid,
You won’t belong
you won’t fit in
you can try, and try
but the trees may be the only ones that accept you for who you are.
It is a journey that doesn’t seem to end,
it isn’t easy
it is a struggle that you’ll need to fight alone
and be careful how you approach it,
because even the smaller amount of privilege
will deny you the right to cry and complaint.
But at least for today
I’ve granted myself the right to complaint, cry, be disappointed and curse
because I’m better than all this crap!