Please don't make me
your time waster,
for I am not worthy
you have so much to taste.
You could have so much
more than me.
I wish you could see what I see
you have so much love to give
and you are wasting your chance to live.
You could be so happy
don't you understand?
Maybe we were
meant for another life
another land.
Time is ticking
minutes are fleeting
hours are speeding
weeks of bleeding
months of breathing
years of seething
you are needing.
I am not the person
you think I am,
you have placed me high upon a pedestal
I will only come down
in a great big slam.