To the Jealous Girlfriends

I love your man as my own brother
You have a chance to be my dear sister
All my deeds are in the light without shadows
My only scheme is to love you both as one

I am sad
But I am happy to disappear
It pains me to watch little trust you two share
I am standing on the hilltop
watching you slowly burn in jealousy

man looking at the mirror in holding his face
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Love a challenge

I am so excited that
someone picks on me
It’s like spinning the numbers of Lotte
and watching The ball fall
the more enraged you become
the more amusing I find

You want to break
the unbreakable happy bubbles
and yet your fang is not sharpened
how can you penetrate a genuine soul
with grand fear
kicking and screaming behind the dull ache

I stand centered
anchored in my security
not from cheer squad
nor face fallen admirers
nor false unsustainable praise
it solely comes from
the innate sense of knowing
who I am
and I am acceptable
in every way

So that is that
play away your little games
I only feel entertained
and a tinge of sympathy
and empathy by far