did you honestly believe that?
that one day,
you might get to learn how i
feel
and taste?
and what i sound like when i cry?
how it feels to hold more than just my pillow?
you're more of a ******* idiot than i thought,
baby.
you were always the one to be silly;
i never knew to take you seriously.
sorry, darling.
i've moved away, i've moved on.
i suggest you do the same.

Coffee and Tea, I'll take them both,
Light me up another smoke,
Have a piece of Shoo-Fly pie,
Hear the birdies in the sky,
Take my pen in trembling hand,
Compose some poetry, if I can.