If I took the mote out from
Your eye, please don't then thank me.
I just needed it to stick in
Someone else's eye.
Found scrawled in kohl on the mirror:
"One life, just one careless owner,
Nearly new and barely used
(Well at least not by the user),
For it was tagged and filed under 'forsaken'"
He said, "let's see your arms then."
I said "Were you not listening?
I don't cut myself up, because others do all that for me".
Things have reached a new low when
You're listing your hobbies as "Ludo",
And "Staring at the muscle definition
Of schoolboys across the road".
File under forsaken...
Like some hapless child actor
Whose life hit zenith pre-twenties,
You're doomed to muttering in cafes,
Caked in slept-in foundation.
Found scrawled in crayon on the wall:
"In the end, I was spending entire days
Envying terminally ill children...
So SURELY you understand
Why I was filed under 'forsaken'?"
Filed under forsaken.
Please file under forsaken.
.... 
