They left me,
all of me,
all of them did,
dressed in a dinosaur suit,
teeth clenched,
my nerves poking my poorly laced skin.

I'm like wet dynamite,
quiet,
patient,
waiting to dry,
'till I can point at you,
and make you smile.

It gets hot when you're in the sun,
and I'm a shade kinda guy,
my comforter is too hot,
but I'm afraid
of the open air,
and my own ******.

Let me wait,
wait,
wait,
give it time,
and time again,
and I can show you What.