Spend countless time looking in the mirror
Counting the minutes before the image
reflects an unfamiliar yet desired change
When the glass of actuality laughs of your shame.
Feel protected by what is damaging you.
Like thorns from a rose, your hidden insecurities
turn your insides into a bloody scatter
Your intelligence works as though it were sitting
on idle time, watching you speak sleeping words
with not any substance.
Are selfish like mother nature. You go around
advertising your powers, abusing your ability
to take the sun away before one is ready to
embrace the sunset.