I saw you once, now long ago
Christmas at the mall, you know.
You were sitting, blankly looking
eating nothing, only staring.
Your look was strange, your face was so sad
whatever the problem, you looked quite mad.
I didn't know then what all grownups know
that makes their faces look like that.
I never forgot, but now I understand
Bills and kids and jobs and... and.
As I sit here in the drive-thru line
The crazy lady's face is mine.
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Ain't that the truth! Wonderfully insightful, Katlillie. 
