I sit so patiently
Drenched in the idea of what you want me to be
I am patient
Waiting for my turn
Like I deserve a turn …
Like I am worth nothing more than a waiting list.
I shouted a million times
I’m ready now.
Come get me.
I think I can share you now.
Like you’d even hear me?
My mind needs a break.
It’s so tired from all this strain.
But this was a game already won.
And I wasn’t even playing.
as I dissect away my life.
And do not apologize.
This was a game already won.
I just didn’t know it at the time.
Maybe I wish we could stay here
Where its filled with possibilities and wonderful maybes.
Your time has come to an end here.
The worst things in life come free to us
And I still can’t figure out which one of us was the first to sell out.
I’m ready now too.
But for something different.
Some thing/one that will see more than the waiting list in me
Because my sweet
I know I’m a priority.
Too bad you didn’t when you should.
Now you’re ready?
I’m afraid its too cold outside to melt away all these walls you built in me.
You’re stuck in a daydream of our creation.
I’ll always be your guilty pleasure.
That’s how I’ll haunt you.
That’s how I’ll feed on you
Little by little
Until all that remains in you
Are the hopes of one day
Shattering away the ego that shut you out of me.
As for what happens next?
Its still too cold outside for me to wait for you alone.
So I won’t wait.
Enjoy sharing me like I shared you.
Me and my ego seem to be ready now.