Unwelcome
Unwelcome... (Users)
Do this little favor for me,
and I will love you all my days.
Do as I ask, and I promise life
will be complete,
especially so,
if you smell my feet.
It does not matter if this request causes...
pain, suffering and or...
hurt of any kind.
It does not matter if it galls,
wounds or damages...
anyone on a dime.
The world is about me,
me, me, me...
you see.
You do understand, right?
You do comprehend...
my friend,
my relative,
or even stranger
as there is no danger
as I... I am.
Again, I say...
me, me, me.
As that is exactly
what sets me
free.
I want from you things that you have.
I want from you the things that you hold dear.
Worry not, I simply want to use them all...
as I use you, every time I call.
I am welcome in your life,
as you give me all the keys...
and never hold me accountable
for the freeze... (The cold shoulder I return.)
That is not a compliment,
it is however, exactly what I expect,
and will get from you...
too, Coo, coo ka-do.
Everything...
That is what you long to give,
so I will take it all,
and let you take another fall.
I will make "it"
beautiful in my own mind, in kind...
as I am fine... all the time.
Even if I am truly a fake...
and never, never care about
any wake. (Does not care if the giver is dead.)
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Written for the users in my life...
and we all have them.
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