Smoldering

What do you have that’s better
and why the hell do I want to
work with you if you won’t even
look.

I mean are you so busy making
things run smoothly that you
have forgotten what you care
about.

I mean what a life man, what a
life where I’m the one that needs
to fight for you when you don’t
care.

I think I’m going to go insane or
be really sad if I can’t find a
different way to help I want to
help.

Yeah, that last little stanza was a typo
well not a type but more of
an emotional typo I need some
whiteout.

The truth of it is I don’t freakin’
know and I don’t want to look at
why I act as if I do know
smolderingly.