(2014)
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
Desperate for his attention Knowing it will drive him away Jealous of a game - how lame Choking self-esteem where I lay Desperate for his affection
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals
Ask any female Love Is in the details I love you Three greatest words
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes