Oh stars, alright-

Alone one summer day I had a small craving For something But what, I wasn't sure Was it for a taste of love? Something oh-so-rare? Or was I just hungry With the smell of food in the air I leaned against a tree Trying to collect my thoughts With everything going on I found out that lots Of time I spend by myself Has never been interrupted By thoughts of love or wanting So I decided I was hungry. My new favorite poem

Yes ^^

(OOh, I got an idea)

The stars dance above me, Glittering their mocking smiles They're all gathered together Friends and family, Never missing a thing The air hung heavy around me And everything was still I thought that someone loved me But that wasn't something, I feel Is ever really real It's never completely there This is how I feel, When love is in the air A February day Only brings pain for me As I've been forgotten And sit alone under a tree The stars still dance above me Rejoicing in their time As they fly above me I let out a longing sigh.

I hear a steady tap Against the side of my brain That must be anxiety Back at it again I try to let my thoughts slide by, To ignore the pesky taps But that's not gonna happen Anxiety, perhaps 'Do they still care?' Anxiety whispers in my ear I reassure myself they do But that's not what I want to hear 'They've forgotten you' Back again, I see 'There's nothing you can do' But they won't forget me 'Can you be so sure?' No but I can hope 'Hope is for the weak' I feel myself begin to choke The words catch in my throat I can't breathe anymore And anxiety takes over again.

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They'll never stay around Because they call me a monster 'As dangerous as a Manticore' They shout, running down the hall They don't seem to understand That I'm a soft-hearted soul Emotions are like butter to me Sitting in a bowl Put it in the microwave, Or add any heat at all And I'll melt down again And crash against the wall A Manticore is strong I envy them a lot A lion's body, strong and sure Never afraid to speak their mind A scorpion's sting Quick and effective No one gets in their way The face of a man, Creature and human But I'm not a Manticore I'm not strong enough for that I'm simply a stick of butter Who will melt at the slightest touch.

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