The Wolf Pack

I've wanted to hold them like a mother holds her children for years and that responsibility's always lingered
Something inside me's always been crying out for something more, perhaps to carry them by the scruffs of their necks and for them to feel safe, being nestled beneath my care
But even when I found two of them, sometime shortly after, I felt as if I was still running away
And I thought I'd go back, but the pressures delayed me somewhere down the path

There was a violent rupture that took place in all our childhoods
Oh, there's something within me that I never have, but I might need to begin to believe in
Gender roles can be confusing and I've never really known which side to play
Curious as to the effeminnate ways that come about me sometimes; I've never been a wholesome loner, but I'm doing my best to be clean

What I've found, though, is a need I'm supposed to nourish; at one time we were five
Even then, as I've now found it again, I was scared because now we are three
No... The truth is they were wandering and they found me
Is that a mountain range and a cave to domesticate in over there, a bit downward and to the left?

My only hope now is that the other two haven't been snatched up by predators
Perhaps if they found themselves in a scuffle, they'd be able to dig and burrow their way through it
Surely that must be the case because that's what we've all done
Hope and the illusion of family resemblance deter one from reality I've found, but, I guess, I may be standing here, keeping watch, patiently waiting for their return home; unlike the individual hsrdship of the settlement I may have caused him to undergo

Worry and abandonment have been a huge part of my being in my time away, but I've longed for them to never feel forgotten
Yeah, I'm not exactly there yet, but I ought to be soon
Light-hearted this all may seem to be because of the swiftness of my step in the making of decisions like these, but let me assure you it's not
Rather, the weight of this one is different with several factors that play into it

Verily, we five have always been about the same age
I honestly can't recall for one, but, for the other three, this is what I know to be true
Death and a funeral almost came on the birthday of a son of ours; regardless of the fact that it didn't, a tragic loss was still suffered
Quite to the contrary of all that brevity, though, I envision an epic celebration taking place, people dancing in their gardens as we all howl at the moon, once I make my own place, as the prodigal, again with their father