He doesn't belong to me
Because I am a mess
a weird human by nature
He has all these things he can hold on to,
I am like smoke
Broken by the disaster
That is my unsteady nature
A hurricane in search of love
I am
A rose with many torns
I am
A pearl in an oyster
I am
And so he belongs to them
They are better than me
Touchable
Stay-able
I am the wild horse
That falls everybody off her back
But waits patiently to be tamed