Heresy of the Unprepossesing

Poem 3 - Discarded

I am not  a piece of candy where you can discard the wrapper,

I am not a treat,

I am not here when you think would be dandy,

I am sweet, 

I am not a rapper,

You can not hear my words then leave me be,

Don't abduct my time like a kidnapper,

I will plea,

It's her or me,

I won't let you live off of me like a flea,

Make up your mind,

Stop wasting my time.