maybe one day i'll feel relief
from this squeezing in my chest
why does it hurt this much
is love a blessing or a fucking pest?

sure, i love when you're happy
i love your winning moments, your joy
i love seeing you in the spotlight
but please, not in the arms of some boy.

does nike hate me, or am i just blessed
loved out of all, by karma, herself?
does poseidon want my...