everything, everything, everything

II

fresh strawberries in a woven basket
I picked 'em up,
hoping that what I planted
will turn out to be sweet

only one boy liked it
others said it was bitter, they spit it out
but why
i did everything for it to be liked
guess i planted it in a wrong season

it was late summer
in a high temperature, i was tempted
i planted something
that shouldn't be planted

even though I'm allergic
i took the risk to bite
it's sweet and new
unlike what they said

but i started to taste bitterness
seeing his face, faking everything he said
why do i liked the spoiled and bitter
i ate more as i felt my tears run

did he fake it or i just assumed -
everything in the first place
it really is bitter and wrong and unpleasant
but i ate all of it

then i felt death hugging me,
comforting me while i see the boy
being sweet to the perfect white girl
"i hope you choose who you trust and what you plant in your next life," death said before taking me out of the countryside