A Poem by And She Sings

I compare myself to a product.

I should come with a guarantee.
A guarantee that if you're good to me,

I won't really see it

until you return me.
Guarantee that if you fall for me,

I'll say the words you want to hear,

then leave you on bent knees, in tears.

The heart installment comes with fees.
I should come with a warranty.
If you should get tired of me

in the first day, you get a

full refund of the price you paid.
But if I should find

myself by your side

for an extended

period of time, 

my policy should state

that you have sealed my fate.
I should wear a discount sticker,

so I can catch eyes on my shelf.

I should be on clearance

for the way I see myself.
I'm in the back, collecting dust.
Waiting for a customer to come. 

To read all the papers and accept all the fees

and hear my pleas.
Pick me.

© 2016 And She Sings

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Added on December 26, 2012
Last Updated on February 16, 2016
Tags: self-esteem, love, product, price, money


And She Sings
And She Sings


I am a sophmore and high school sucks, so I'm just going to release all of my dirt on you, the public. I mostly write free verse. REVIEW EVERYTHING! EVEN IF YOU HATE IT. LET ME KNOW! more..

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A Poem by And She Sings