I Thought You Wanted a Friend
Doctor in a lab coat
Sometimes you pose by a boat
In a silver leisure suit
Except it isn’t really you
But an identity you stole
The world is rotten, I’m told
So what could you want from me?
I know I’m no beauty
What’s behind all the glam?
Nothing but a shameless scam
Emoji
The more I think about it
the less I trust you
My heart squeezed
like a lemon in a fist
juice seeping into
every well-thought-out rant
Yet all you can give me
is your pondering
pensive contemplation
brows knitted
lips downturned
No love or like
Not even a laugh-out-loud
But a judging gaze
chin-rubbing fingers
I want your tears
dark glasses over swollen eyes
some red devil horns maybe
just not the interrogation
of a thinking face
No comments:
Post a Comment