“Clockwork”
It's that time again.
I let positive expectations overwhelm my mind.
It's the first time we meet, things are planned in my head for the next ten thousand feet.
Beautiful.
Stunning.
a smile that could melt you.
I thought I knew what I saw but it fell through.
A spectacular evening that must have deceived me.
I just want to find someone who likes me for me.
It is mental confusion.
do I be who they want me to be and create that illusion?
This is the routine.
Be a good guy, support their dreams.
but later I'll be ignored as I hear the screams.
Not from them, but within me.
The kind that wonder why not me?