patients.i am but the friend

i started then i stopped because i looked
and then they gawked my heels were
sneakers but they tied the bows
were black but they were lies

i wore them figure eight like figurines
and tore the concrete up like fleas
not back and forth the rubber band
effect the be precise i didn't know
but when the praise a treo sure
did pass i managed sincerity for sure

i spoke, but not too soon.
for time i dwindled and designed
and decoratively inclined as each
and all they looked in turn i took
notice like a bird yet never
long enough to falter from
my work i never tired
though attentive i was anxious

now an hour cracking smiles
with my scowls and daggered sneer
i never looked so darling in a waiting
room yet i never would be any where
but there.