i never was very good
at sharing things
meant to be mine
even as a child
i would hide my things
& guard them
like a pirates treasure
just to keep others
from walking away
with them

not that you
are another one of
my play things

but just the same
i dont want you
walking away
while holding my heat
in your hands

my heart
wasn't’ meant to be
shared and passed around
like an old tired joint
only to be lit
when you want to feel my high
to escape from
your life