Jen Juice

I’m not going to pretend to be okay with being
The second best – like a mistress of nothingness
And haven’t the pardon to allure my senses
To such a flaw in you
The trouble is the plans are in progression
With the a, b and c notes.
And I’m not the damsel in distress
Even if you want me and must be
that
I have nothing to offer
But a truthful loss and
The ware my body takes
When I
Bat my eyes
When I can’t look at you
The way I want to
Cause’ I’ve earned
my right to be
here nor there
and I haven’t the time
to feel right now
just have the time
to know what I deserve
and what I know
I can’t deal with
And then again
Maybe it is all just a rhetorical
Thought like the way
All of it is just a
Part of the process…

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