She had wanted to crash under my wing
Seeing how I fought for my own family
But she was hard into drugs and alcohol
Already with a DUI knocking on my door
We were sandwiched between addicts
And she held power over our housing
I needed to keep her out of our haven
Because she was in destructive chaos
I chose to assert my boundaries but
Helped her with parole and probation
Encouraged her through rehabilitation
But she wanted me involved in legality
I refused because of the implied liability
Her neglectful family could turn on me
So she turned to her controlling friends
Taking harder drugs so that she’d fit in
I’d a sense she was heading directions
I could not control despite hard trying
I wasn’t surprised when she turned on me
Just confirmed I’d been right in my clarity
Because I needed my sight to navigate
The quagmire she’d created as we fled
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(Title of multiple meanings)
