I don't know

I don't know.

I don't.

Because how could I know anything after losing a parent?

How could I be expected to know anything?

Maybe all I have to know is that the world is new in uncomfortable ways.

And one day they'll be less uncomfortable, maybe even manageable.

But right now, they're not.

Does that make me weak?

Is any of this real?

Right now, all ll I know is I just don't know.