Chastized me, how dare I want.
Your insignificant dilemmas,
The crisis queen has selfishly kept my heart
As I fester in this corner.

I, the jonah, vicariously burning,
I, the ungodly freak, fed your masked scraps.
I, the fool, bathe in your false hopes.
I, the *****, am entitled to no affinity.

Yearning for a place, a moment, *une amie.

I see myself,
Sitting in a chair at night.
Hoping, forever.

My clock,
my friend,
it tells me when
that yes turned into no.

Change