timbales

I’m so sick of you

Don’t judge a book by its cover,
As it goes

Well I don’t know what this is
So many qualities that other people see
So many things easy for you
So much goodness in your own eyes

But when your attitude
Your manner
The way you act
The way you act towards me
Is that dismal, so jeering

How can I do anything other than
Despise that outer glow
However it got there
Reaching out to me and
Starting to burn

I don’t want to go there
I’m so sick of you