I am not known.
I am kicked out of every restaurant.
I am scorned through the love I give.
I am given poison as meals;
I writhe in pain and they are amused.
My heart often forgets it's purpose,
I am in everyone's way.
I am my classmates' dinner,
a fallen petal burning under the sun.
I am honest and nothing,
a saddened wolf,
destroyed by sheep.

Under the skipping light of a tree,
In caves of snow and childhood
on rooftops decaying under the moonlight
That is where I exist
I am not known.
I am kicked out of every restaurant
I am scorned through the love I give

I am the son's daughter.