You (hate) like me
to be what you need
a cover-up, a relief

Your spit suffocating me
faces pressed too hard
hurting my neck

Your tongue invading (my mouth)
trying to break through
the confidence I don't have

When I pee I smell your fun
and find your scraggly hairs wrapped around
my now infected belly button ring

You constantly remind me
of nights I never wholly wanted
ones I sometimes like to forget

You make me feel guilty
for trying to help you
to find out who you really are

You make me paranoid
angry at the people I'm closest to
when in reality you're not really worth it at all

You're nothing that I want
But I think sometimes I want you
Because you're better than nothing