Fool
Maybe I am a fool.
a fool like you,
believing in heaven
from inside the zoo.
The bars between us
holding me caged
saving you from a time
that will never be mine.
Unhinged and unbathed
I lie to you about my rotting skin
but you think of nothing,
so I remain untouched from within.
There was a time
I cared less
while you could not stop,
I was an immovable object
you were barely the wind.
Of all I could tell you
nothing seems to rhyme,
I hope I am attractive
if my words fail to entice.
The burnt smell of my skin
makes you cover your mouth
in disgust and in awe
as I inhale the filthiest of air
without the slightest of thoughts.
Maybe I am a fool,
A fool just like you.
The flowers are blooming
the answers are looming;
but I will never know
like the fool I am,
what it means
To be loved like I do.
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