beautiful and sad and lonely and inspiring,

and what kind of poet am i?

i can't even think of the words to capture you,

to describe me in my stupid quest

when i have thousands of millions of trillions to choose from

and what kind of friend can i call myself

if i can't even be there to rescue you

just because im turning into a damsel in distress

who refuses to accept help

from an arrogant prince who grew up in a destructive home

but what kind of person would you say i am?