Did I change, or did you?
Am I
Not what you imagined?
Is this
Not what you envisioned?
Are you
Sure that you love me?
Or do you
Find yourself wishing
That I'd
Been a little stronger
Or maybe
Just more efficient?
Do you
Still think that I'm brave?
Or do you
Now think me depraved?
Please tell me!
Do you
Still find me alluring?
Or are all my flaws disturbing?
If I'm being honest
Then I've really got to say
That I do not really care
If I frighten you away.
Run, run, run,
Count to ten and then I'm done.
I will laugh while my blood
Stains marble floors and I
Go completely unspun.
This poem is about:
Me