Hope You Fickle Bitch

HOPE

I see you standing there all sassy and ready to go

Making me think change is possible after all this time

Years of denial broke open like an oyster

Inside mother of pearl

Iridescent not quite shiny but faded shimmer in and out

Done with all the mental mind games

Calling it out

You’re not to blame

YOU

ARE

NOT

TO

BLAME

You’ve got issues of your own to own

Pun intended