I'm tired of being a title.
A boyfriend, a lover, a soulmate
Whisper sweet nothings in thin air
The rose retracts it's thorns.
And
I am tired of being a title
From sweet cheeks to fluffy buns
Only to bite the bitter taste of
A bland,
Abandoned,
Unattended....
And I Am Tired of being a title.
Hailing thoughtfulnes and friend.
A temporary thought,
The rose sheds it's petals.
And...
I...
Am tired...
Of being a title.
Of snivels and unthoughtful,
Selfish and stupid.
And
I
Am
Tired
Of
Being
Entitled
To stereotypes
To hate
To pain
To cry
To love
To laugh
And to own
This title
- Mike Futari