Hardly In Love

Emma Ayzenberg

I see you melting like ice to water
Peddling away from presence
Scared my instincts are medicated
You can’t see my deficiencies
It’s something with me, something with me


On my body I’ve levied
A tax that I do not deserve
I carry these stories
They narrate my whispers
This one, this time, this one


Hardly in love
Will I ever love again?
I hate you for making this look easy


Three things I'm grateful for
The virgo Moon
My hands
And the tears I cried for you


Maybe I cry more than I sing
The work is slowly killing me
Everyone is moving so fast
Money has too much over honesty
But at least I'm listening


World’s in a lot of pain
But we’re yelling at our screens
My heart is made of strings
I play them everyday


Three things I'm grateful for
The virgo Moon
My hands
And the tears I cried for you

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