Fickle

You can pull
Out all the stops
Call on every ploy 
And device 
But whatever the spiel
They will never feel
Exactly the same way,
Twice

The Plea That Went Unheard

They do not like me Jesus

He said

What am I supposed to do

If you teach me one of your tricks

Perhaps some friends might then ensue

—

I cannot help you friend

He said

For those tricks are mine alone

You must find your own way

Even if it means a lifetime alone

I’m
going
back
to bed

It’s
not
worth
staying
awake

From
these
thoughts
in my
head

I need a
fucking
break