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?