no water money karma

uneasy to moods
a selfish need

showed up
to a ice cream chocolate
not good enough another verse 

a glass of rum with a punch
breathing out sleepless nights
on and on to a stop

bored
phone need charging
it has not a ring to it in months 

texting to itself silence 
trying to please 
 mister please stop
no one likes you anymore 

but he looks like you
so she give it all to him
even her high heel shoes
the red ones
you give her on valantines day
to match her blood ....

but you still love her scent
of her womanness 
enjoy her stupidity too
No...
a diffrent way of repesenting her smart
with no love lost
to a nick
went looking cant find a dime