I will identify myself as successful,
When my parents stop worrying,
When my nervousness finally ends.

I will identify myself as a happier guy,
When I have divorced my loneliness,
When loneliness finally spares me to be.

I will identify my true love, my equal,
When economically independent,
When she comes without invitation.

An unspoilt child,
An unsoiled player,
An unpopular mild,
An unfaithful lover,
An uncool boyfriend,
An uncouth girlfriend,
An unhappy poet?

I have took bruises
All of my life,
I brace for impact
Upon my skin.

I take remarks like
A pinch of salt,
Using them as
seasoning on my soul

Yet for some reason
Your words are toxins
To my forever flowing
Unsoiled blood.

My body aches for you
in languages unknown;
with words and whispers
unspoken, you sing me home.

Siren, Siren, tell me now,
am I your favorite martyr?
Will you in future times, mention me,
Poseidon's wayward daughter?

I shall jump into your waters
and you can drown me slowly -
slowly, as the dawning sun rises,
casting a glow over my dying body.

Let my hands recite for you
all the things my lips dare not utter;
let my body be the papyrus
and let the ink be marked with each shiver.

Let me show you
what poetry you inspire
with my burning lips,
my drowning fire.

Just like the Mxyzptlk can be killed,
I can solve all of my problems too.

By making it say its name backwards,
Nemesis of the Superman is killed.

Reverse engineering all problems,
All my problems can be solved.