Timmy RL Fake and Chairman of the Bored's blog: "Poems"

Offerings

I don’t offer you a glance

Not a turn of my head or eyes

In your direction, because it’s your direction.

I don’t offer you my opinion

Because I would waste the effort

To explain what you would not care to understand.

I don’t off you any thought

Because that would involve my heart

And it hides at the very thought of you.

I don’t offer you my time

As it has become so clear to me

That it is the only thing I really have left that is mine.

I don’t offer you what you expect

Because what you expect is the world

When all that is left are shadows and distortions.

And I offer this explanation

With no hope of your acknowledgement

Or acceptance, because it is offered for my sake

Not yours.