hip to your tricks

i don't want you i don't love you i don't need you
i want to be your friend i want to be indifferent
but i know you and your insecurities
your petty ego
and i tremble.
disappointment to me.
gross to me.

go prove to a world that doesn't care
that you have it all under control
that you are truly wanted for You
and not what you can do for others' ambitions.

take a picture of yourself
of your words and promises
your un-listening ears
it will last longer than any last affectation
of affection from someone
who saw the boy behind the lens
and loves
no
more.
ever.