You are indecise
Or perhaps you’re just a tease.
You say green will always rise,
And then you burn down the trees.
You cordially invite Happiness,
And when it comes, you call yourself blessed.
But then you kick her out –
“You shall never stay!” you wickedly shout.
You believe in positivity,
But then you state it is utopic;
You desire to be in activity,
But tag such dream as “idiotic”.
You live inside of me,
You pull me in two directions.
You make space for my affections
Just to crush and slice them – masochistically.