- Vol. 07
- Chapter 05
An imprinting fool
Like a newly hatched bird, I imprinted on you.
And waddled to the pace of your gait in a soft, sedated haze,
Ashamed to say, I lived that way for days.
And though I pruned and polished these monotone feathers,
You never thought to lower your longing gaze
To glance upon these irksome grey's.
And so I fooled myself, as I tried to look the pretty part,Hoping that one day, you would praise
The girl that for you changed all her ways.