Your  voice is like a bird.
Heard and thought about wondering about its sound.
While my voice is like a dandelion.
Being blown away not making a sound.

You are seen like a brick wall or a sign blocking off a street.
Cared about notice, so unlike me.
I am like the glass your head has slammed into so many times.
The only reason I am seen is the smudges others have left on me.

Your looks are like an angel.
Everyone always looks and stares in wonder and shock.
I am like a rock.
People stepping over it without another thought.

Yet you take your rage out on others.
Scaring them as you did me.
Though you may not be able to see
The vase of my heart is almost empty.

You are an idol to so many.
Always looking picture perfect ready.
Yet when you are with me you just collapse.
Hurt me you hurt me and then you just laugh.

I admire you though you are a bitch
and I am pretty sure you are a witch.
Because you taste so sweet
what a treat for me to sink my teeth.