4joey (1(?))

tears streaming down my face and out my mouth
i’m a child of regret – i’m embarrassment
cousin o’ shame, i’m a talking point
and i’m naked in mindset, and you can see my lame pants
down and around my ankles while i splutter and stare
longingly in hope

please! won’t someone at least, please just
drape a soft blanket on my naked shoulders
at least my shoulders, i’m
shivering, shuffling towards the exit
won’t someone please take pity as i
shuffle away

friends, past friends and friends to be
family or otherwise, everybody’s family
and everyone is watching you, remembering your
gall, a once-endearing embaressee to be
they were starting to like you
you were starting to like you (damn)

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