mockingbird
(april 5 + 9)

leaning forward, blocking out noises
i want to hear everything you say
i see the corners of your lips curl into a grin
it’s too bad our time here is slowly being thinned

book lies before you, same with me
mocks of the bird, outs that i love thee
it doesn’t know any better
yet i still find myself angry

just give me one reason to leave and i will
though from a distance, always, i’d love you still