The words rise up
in my throat and force my
mouth open but
nothing comes out and I am left
with what what what a
broken record maybe a key and no
lock everything's open to
me so why do I have a key
why not her or her why
don't they have the script in
the soap opera of life am
I the only one watching and if
so do I have to critique
because I don't want to
write long thesis's about who
said what to who and then she
oh my god he did what but
do I care of course I care I
care about my friends and of
course soap operas are fun to
watch but why don't
hot
guys
flirt
with
me?