slung shot, eye to stranger
danger of cold shoulders show
we won't allow a warm night.
fight the biting urge to scream,
cream smirk to smithereens,
oh, the unseen, tiny green,
so obscene little fiend
gnawing away being,
leaves me with no cents
to pay for acceptance and a smile.

meanwhile,
the outside, it smiles.
but inside cement doors locked away,

is that one so unseen,
so tiny and green.
my obscene little fiend,

won't go away.