Gazing at the moon, <br />Sitting like in swoon, <br />Wanted to be reach, extended, fast <br />But cowardly swallowed behind window's glass, <br /> <br />Picking up words that match my weak-willed mood <br />From devil-may-care song, that only brings food <br />For enforcing despise, <br />Giving a low price <br /> <br />To the being I treat as my-selfy - <br />Unkind with things, morally unhealthy, <br />Who nothing is able to make up well, <br />Perfect fool, loser-swell. <br /> <br />Would you like to take a closer look at me? <br />C'mon, you are always allowed to quit at free, <br />I'll show you total ungoodness, leftover's grace, <br />C'mon, don't turn away from me your lovely face.<br /><br />Helen Vorst<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/scavenge-with-diamond-dog/
