Nancy Fang

I’M YOURS

Roses are red

Violets are blue

The sky turns black

When I am reminded of you

Clouds gather overhead

As I think of what you’ve done

And my blood runs cold

Because you don’t find fault in your actions

You think you’re so clever

So smart—that I am nothing

But your god damn minion

Wrapped around your finger

That when you need something

You can smile and act nice to me

That other than that I’m useless

And you won’t give me the time of day

Well, your manipulations have hit the fan

But I don’t see you ducking

They will slap you in the face

And leave you keeled over in dirt

When this happens you’ll turn to me

Expect me to dry your tears

And comfort your pain

But will I??

Of course

Because after all

I’m yours