Spending my days being bored.

I so detest being ignored.
And I hate attention.

Did I fail to mention,

I’d rather fall on my own sword.

Most of your words are so toothless,

So why do they feel like they’re ruthless?

They sting like a bee

A hornet’s nest, see?

A sage is a No One if soothless!

Yearning for anyone to hear.

Wanting someone to hold dear.

Don’t get me excited

For fucking Joe Biden.

It’s already falling I fear.

Yearning for human affection.

Seems all that I get is rejection.

Will someone please throw me a bone?

I so detest living alone.