coffee stains

burnt

they lit their matches
oblivious of the fire
already burning
inside her

they thought she'd turn
into ashes
and disappear
but they didn't notice
the sparking embers
with its hardened tears

people had been cruel
towards her
she wouldn't have mind
if it didn't matter

she has kept
suppressed
the feelings building
but the blood in her veins
isn't just for nothing

she may have felt
this certain way
for him
but she tucked it inside
her phantom skin

yet since she's me
and i is she
where you is he-
all these pronouns have fit to we

and so in conclusion
my rage i think
is stronger than my feelings
for you
since i kept it caged
for a very very long time too