Shit rant poems

Bug beetle

I know i pick you flowers you don't want and then thee awkward to carry

And buy you snacks you dont need and if we are being real here your next 7 cavities is probably on me and all the damn

Chupa chups and kinder bars

But let it be known
Lets acknowledge it fully

That i am a bug

I cant always say exactly ehat i mean even if i use the most words all the time

Im a bug and if i bring you a snack its a small personal victory i get to lock away and a gesture i hope you will remember

And one that makes you feel seen and appreciated

I hope when i bring you hot chocolates and try to buy you everything even when i only have a few dollars

And refuse to let you pay ot spoil me just a little too much

Is because im a bug and i cant carry all the good things you want to give me around

All im good for is bringing good things tovyou

I always feel like i dont deserve it and its too nice

Even if its a dollar or below

Its like that candle and how much i wanted it

Im scared youre like that candle sometimes

And if i burn it too long

And ask and accept too much of you

Youll burn out

And the wick will bury itself burnt out in amongst melted drying wax

And all i can do is try to reach the unreachable but its all gone

Thats why even now i try to stay quiet

The laws tell me to as well

I imow its a case that would never get him to court

And i make everything about the r word and nor the l

But i can never stop circling back to it with the same strength of power that compels me to your arms whenever i can

And the one that makes mine want to open and hold you

Im just a bug see and life is just so scary

Im a beetle on a leaf carrying tiny petals home to their lover

And i know they dont scurry, completing loving tasks like that in the wild

But im like something who taught itself to live in a lab

Against nature
Against reason

And now im just here

a beetle

In love

And trying to learn all of it