i feel your hands on me
but i am empty
and i start to sigh
so washed out…

and just when i think –
i have you to hold
exclusively on my own
dreams start to fold
i know there is a new name in your phone

exclusive rights
you will never own
no property deeds
she will always roam

i have signed up –
to hypocrisy
their new found love
hurts –
like a personal conspiracy

he plays his cards
i watch and listen
having played –
the game myself

my windows –
have illegal errors
and my shared drive –
just wants to be on its own

in the very least –
you woke me up
and woke me up to myself
reminded me,
that there was no need to be somebody else

you attack me,
as you attack the world
glib phrases
and paraphrased sayings –
tumble from your mouth

your, ‘perfect life’
with its neatly defined roles
no expectations
and those constant goals