Beautiful Waste

I wish I'd known you better
Teenage angst and tangerine signs
kept you at bay
And I wear all those wishes still
As bright lights inside me
A messy mosaic I've left on the floor
Afraid you would make it not mine anymore.

I whispered ultimatums too soft in your head
Entirely useless to persuade you instead
This canon ball feeling stays in the clouds
A silk screen of good things...you'll remember me now

Aphrodite was fruitless in her hunt for a king
She had beauty and power but fell victim to greed
In her state of obtainment she lost what she chased
Not much on the inside, what a beautiful waste.