Sixteen

Squandering my energy on a lack of commitment,

True appreciation yet none reciprocated. 

Growing tired of your effortless emotion

Feet, eyes, ears and mind fatigued due to the way you lack care--

Not just for love, but for the fragility of the innermost soul.

Though you don’t realize, your eyes are a tell-all.

To the rest you think you’re hidden, but in my presence your workings stand exposed.

My wisdom you’ve underestimated, no naive little girl here,

For this time I know I waste. 

Once more I have let my instincts trample right over my reason,

Yet your pull is stronger than my resistance, and this gives no other choice but to remain indifferent.