Once upon a time
Should be right now
But my Prince
He cannot be
Bothered with me
And that’s the tale
With this fairy

I planted a lot of seeds
In this here
Outkast orchard
Watered them
Too
Hopefully
The fruit will be
Eaten by you

Maybe you don’t see
That you are a blessing to me
And I hope it to be true
I am a blessing to you

He is built of the Earth
And I am made of the sea
He has good reason to fear
Dissipation in me
But oh how badly
***** water
I wish to be

It is the nature of hypocrisy
That the hypocrite doesn’t see
What he or she
Really be
Sometimes I’m sure
The hypocrite is me

It could potentially be
A sickness
Maybe
Look at all this
Bleed
Senselessly
The only benificiary
Me
I could be draining  you
Selfishly
Just to make this poetry
Creating for attention
Pushed upon you
About you, too
Then
Pressure
On what I want you to do
Guilt trips, too
Placed permissionlessly
You have never encouraged me
Here I be
Stubbornly
Or a sickness
Maybe
Either way
You are the innocent party
Getting bled on publicly