I am so desperately lonely
You dance carefree, to the tune of our ancestors
The ones that danced before we tried to make our lives easier
Your eyes can’t see apathy; your heart can’t feel the coating
You, are built to live
Yesterday you grabbed my hand, my mind, your skin turned ashen
Your eyes clouded with cataracts of apocalyptic imagination run amok
Aha! I was happy, for the briefest moment, bathing in your misery
Then your eyes cleared and your skin shone in ignorant glory
You, were built to live
On Sunday, I asked you what happened when you touched me
You said you saw my life in half tone, you said there was no color
I told you that color was a myth, that joy was beyond our reach
You said that color and joy are optional and asked if I had eaten
You, were built to live
I screamed at you, then for you, and then around you
I pointed my finger in your face and shook it wildly
You smiled and began to dance again, to the tune of our ancestors
I sat at your feet and began to cry and asked why you?
You, were built to live