sure

sure
you desire to give up everything that I have
for no personal gain of your own
but I can’t see any return
on my investment…

sure
you feel depressed today
unlike those other mornings when I glimmer with sunshine
sparkling my utter happiness for humanity
no, no sarcasm…

sure
you can take back all that I gave you
With no personal guilt fixated on the efforts
and drive me to insanity
with the wishy-washiness of your replies

sure
you have swooned me
I climb barbed wire fences in my path
And you don’t seem to mind it; you fail to notice
that I continually get stung

sure
I can’t think of reasons to move on
doesn’t mean I shouldn’t
but the expiration date is fast approaching
of my ability to cling to this hope.