What am I missing?
Does my face not resemble the architect of a model?
Am I not extended over your shoulders enough to look down upon you?
Has my brain not reached the intellect capacity you seek so much?
Am I too reserved for your you?
Your narcissism has reached its peak
Stretching my arms out in desperation
I have yet to get your attention
I may never
I left a note for you, about you
Hopefully that’ll get your attention
I left a piece of my heart incase you have overused yours with worthless beings that’d rather see you cry
I reserved a space in my home incase they’ve had enough and drained you
I hope me giving is enough
I hope that gets your attention