Will you feel me
and my lyrical poetry,
soft syllables
that speak easy
as the greasy
politicians fleece me?

Will you flee
to feel free
before you ever listen
to what I am giving?
Like all other
disappointing people
will you disappear
before you hear?

Cause I brought
my heart here.
It beats clearly,
thuds obsessively
begging people
to love me
because I am
so **** lonely.