you are human and
i'm a cone

you think you are smarter because
i sit here all day, everyday
sometimes alone
sometimes with my pal
without anyone noticing
you walk past me like
i am nothing
like i don't matter

and even though you can't see it
there's a swirling storm inside of me
that wishes to be seen
but i don't let it get to me
and so shouldn't you
don't let yourself down because of others

you are human and
i am a cone

you think you are smarter
but here i am teaching you
a very important life lesson.

your roots are embedded
deep in my skin and
your branches wrap around my waist
so tightly, it is almost
as if i'm in your embrace.
your flowers are in
my lungs,
making it hard for me to
breathe and your
fruits are growing in
my heart;
please don't do this
it hurts
because they remind me
of you and their seeds
will grow here too
making a forest
full of you
which will catch a fire
and burn me inside out.