you and me
we barter like kings
and haggle away
deplorable things
wage wars, set siege
whatever it brings
and care not until
our epitaph sings

you sit swaddled in morality
wide-eyed with ideology
and conversational felonies
beneath a narcissist cowl

I sit asunder thunder rolling
let my thoughts get lost while strolling
meanwhile you are stalling, drawling
your self-inflicted toothless scowl

you and me
we barter like kings
we wear our wealth
in copper rings
until tomorrow's
daylight stings
the whites of our eyes;
the stumps of our wings.

Broken things require glue
Turn around that's you

Don't stand by and watch me break
This world needs NOT another fake

Take a moment to embrace me
Your touch will set me free

Pure hands infuse humanity
Deliver it just for my sanity

There is no mistaken identity
Inside you is my serenity

One touch ... a basic need I concede
My ache is now full speed

Do not make me beg
Press in and heal my plague

Today I ooze of selfishness
You are familiar with my reticence

Guilt draws near and whispers
Push past its tiny embers

My need today transcends
Straight from you, no bends

I lay curled up in a ball
Listen, do you hear my call

From you, I plead one task
One touch ... *it's all I ask

You tell me you haven’t hurt me
You told me you didn’t do nothing wrong
So, keeping me away from my mother since I was 4;
Never trusting me;
Never believing what I say;
Keeping me locked up…
All that was nothing to you?...

I guess so.

...Pathetic.

You think me being unhappy is a fun way to please you

Maybe listening to me, thinking about my feelings would help me out.

Maybe becoming your “girlfriend’s slave” wasn’t a good way to do that.

Do you understa --

NO.
      No.
           no…

Of course you don’t.
You never have.
Think, dad.
Think!

I’m at school, and my best friend just told me she loved me.

Do you love me?
You see my expression when you say those words, and my reply is…

Nothing. It’s nothing!

How do I know you do?
You could just be lying to me.

Just… start thinking about what you’re going to say, and the things you do that affect your only daughter!

Just… think...

One thing about love
That I don't understand
Is how it does what it does
Without making special plans

How it comes along
Shows up at first sight
Or arrives quite slowly
Taking its own sweet time

One thing about love
Is it's high in demand
And if it ever does get lost
It can be found again

Sometimes starts off easy  
As a simple thought
Or leaves just as easy on a cold North wind
Not counting out the cost

One thing about love
Is it's learned how to bend
Through all the mistakes and brakes it's made
That it's had to live  

Love can be frugal
In the feelings that it likes
Sometimes can be easy to read
Most times harder to find

One thing about love
It knows how to make amends
Whether as a lover
Or a best friend

Love takes it all with a grain of salt
Adding to life it's spices
Once love is out of the bag
It's really hard  to hide it