The last look from you was sour
You’re too direct.
Why are you so calm?
You weren’t supposed to be a housewife
My actions had the opposite reaction
Did you serve jail time for breaking the law of motion?
There’s a file with my mugshot.
I’m not prisoner of anyone’s heart.
I heard your voice in my dream.
Imposter. We aren’t who you think we are
The possibility of lightning twice is 1 in 9 million.
It’s nice to finish this poem with on facts instead of feelings.