why things burn

by hayley*virgo - Aquarius

I am thinking about
   why things burn.
why wars are fought.
   why you wear your clothes 
a little too tight
and why mine are dirty and stained.
Your hygiene smells good, like perfume
but the inside of your nose is raw
and I see blue-veins protruding from
a body that you do not take care of
or interest in.
Is this to get the boy?
to get the job?
to the get the attention daddy 
never paid you when you were six?
Or some sign for me that drugs
that I dont use will always be 
a main source of my problems
because I care too much about
junkies that can never love me back.

Birth sign: Aquarius
Date created: 1999-02-16 14:35:58
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:40:55
Poem ID: 51827

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