My choice

Look at me
I ask you to.
Hear me
I calm you.
Touch me
you like it.
Talk to me
I demand it.

You can't hear me.
You don't respond.

Do you know where you are?
In your chocolate hell.
Me?
In your doomed paradise.

My voice, mosquito.
My body, log.
My eyes, sand and sea.
My hands, dry and empty. 
My years, inexperienced. 
My moments, few. 
My thoughts, cursed, foolishly romantic. 


For you, I live.
For me, I exist.