The lights reflect off the pavement
The fake trees stir
If this was my environment
I may have been affected
But it is not so
And I do not belong here.
I stood by the door to our palace and waited
Shivering in the night frost
My toes were numb
But my makeup was done
And that’s what mattered most
I breathed as though it were a cigarette
Smoke spilling out of my nose
Talking to strangers
Though my mother told me not to
When did I stop listening to my mother?
I wait until my security leaves me
And is replaced instead by something higher
And we stand there not saying a word
But thinking every thought across the gap
My confusion stops our connection.
And it hurts.
He tells me to leave as its getting late
As I walk away my heels click on the floor
And he just ignores me as the darkness envelopes me
I don’t want to wait here anymore.
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