
Perceive me, receive me, deceive me.
I hate that you people can see me.
You love the new hair,
You love the jeans.
Are you being mean?
Why should I thank my genes?
Adore me, implore me, ignore me.
I hate that you people don’t bore me.
You ask for tips,
You shoot your blank stares.
Would you even care if I kissed you as a dare?
Undress me, caress me, repress me.
I hate that you all want to bless me.
You lower your gaze,
Then shoot a dozen arrows.
Shoot me down like a sparrow,
Sell my bone marrow.
-Jackie