Be Easy

Being easy is free

I guess what I’m saying is you insist on my freedom

My ability to speak

Well stop speaking for me then.

Let me talk about my job.

My accomplishments, myself

Let me put on music

Agreeable to both of us, when I want.

 Don’t change my radio

When it so inclines you.

You could learn from NPR

And not stay in a bubble

Let me listen to the soft stuff

You can sleep if you want

if you find it so boring.

I find it relaxing.

We don’t always have to sing together

Let me be and give me time

To form thoughts in my head

Be easy

Be cool

Your high pitched energy’s endearing

But there’s so much you’ll miss

If you’re constantly talking. 

Shut Up

You try so hard

Urging me to talk

To speak my mind

Provide the whys

to things I don’t know

The answers to

Things don’t always need answers

Sometimes they just need a do

Not a don’t.

A will to a won’t.

Don’t call me that word

I am not yellow

I am not oriental.

It does not refer to people of the East.

It is not a quaint, antique-ish word,

I am not a rug

It’s not funny

Goddammit.

I don’t care if people overcome

The bullying of their youth.

I don’t care that you overcame

Your purpleish eyelids or your pale skin

I should not have to explain myself.

Just stop.

Stop.

Stop.

Stop. 

Sleepless

Insomnia bites into you

Zombie boyfriend

Making your mind whir

Like the cars in that endless video game you play

loop de loop thoughts with no intention of halting

Of releasing the pedal

I can’t keep up with you

Not this time.

I’ve lost you to the dark place

In your head,

The part that spits out anger to inanimate objects

That constantly tells me I don’t understand

I can’t understand

and never will

And I sometimes fear

This will be how it ends.