Compared to models on TV,
I always come off badly.
My words are only copper,
worth little, embarrassing, not proper.
I mistook your eyes for mirrors, I did not see they lacked,
It was my own desire I saw reflecting back.
You would never cook me dinner,
and tell me I could be thinner.
Insensitive, arrogant, selfish, grumpy, lazy.
To list some traits that’d drive me crazy.
They say that love is blind, for me that is not true;
I saw your many faults but still I wanted you.
my Joy evaporates like vapour,
and I feel like cheap toilet paper,
My thumbs though short are still opposable
despite being human, I’m inadequate and disposable.
Red Admiral Ink 