Burn You A Mixtape

I burned you a mixtape but

You didn’t like it

And I didn’t get why not

You loved Juice and

Give you the world— I tried —

And I tried too

Do everything to sound just like him

I swear I was— close.

I guess it’s just my stuff you don’t vibe with

You tell me it’s not vibrant, enough,

there are no darker colors than purple and suicide

by accident.

I let what happened between us dictate how I acted

And yet, at this rate

the distance growing between us might cause an accident

I just don’t know when that would happen, yet

So I burn you another mixtape,

This time asking only that you hold onto your laughter a little longer

Like coddling,

my nerves are clamoring about.

I’m passionate

A little stronger in emotional response

About my craft

So listen when I say I take criticism to heart

But more so it’s the thought of you listening that counts

To infinity

I’m beyond my limits

and behind on paying more than my

fair share in emotional taxes

My emotions are bracketed now

Shackled fashionably

I keep them on rubber checks

Bouncing causes imbalance if you let it

Inaccurate like the X’s mark is just a metaphoric representation

And you say music is your language

So I’m reminded that mine is song as dance

I guess somethings translate differently

And I hope this time I understand, proper.

If not, don’t bother listening just

Burn you a mixtape