genie

i do not need your pity

do not pretend to feel guilty

you will never understand

i am down on my knees as if your wish is my command

it is not

i am my own genie

i wish for a lamborgini

a side chick martini

i wish for a small waist so i can fit into that bikini

why do you always get what you ask for?

well not anymore

i will pick my knees off of this floor

let me walk away and this time you can hold open the door

do i not finally deserve that?

may you be the slave and me the brat

let me not beg but demand

now click your fingers and make my wish your command