do you think im a keyboard without keys
is that why when i insist theres a task ill complete
you laugh it off assume its untrue
try to outdue me at the things i will do
do you see me as a shoe without a mate
is that why you act as if some other pair
will be chosen over me
treat me like im worthless
soon to be discarded by whoever i meet
i see you as an anvil
not to be displaced
stony and expressionless
and always a weight
you cosplay as an anchor
maybe you want to be my rock
someone who will always be there
maybe you werent taught
that if you are someones rock
you shouldnt stone them when they
do something wrong
you should always be there when they fall
like a safety net but firmer
to catch them before they even have time to fall
i know you wont always be there
and i love you despite your faults
but i wont pretend it doesnt hurt
when all you see in me
are my own
we are both short to temper
but i have after thoughts
when you are stuck on yours
i forgive you
and you pick up everything i say
as if you are silently reciting
maranda rights, only you were never a cop
