Tantrum

(Though you might think from this poem my temper tantrum today was about you it was not. It was a just a general temper tantrum about my unhappiness in life. Now I am afraid you will not look at me again because I am prone to temper tantrums)

I would do anything to be luminary in your eyes
I would walk with you and talk with you.
Submit to you in a way you could not imagine was possible
I would rub your head and bring you coffee and candies
I would give you one of my only two blinchkis
I would have done anything for you to see me
But in exchange for this submission
You should understand
I am not a simple girl
A quiet invisible girl
I am fire
Who looks for your earth
And to see your furious look
Slays me.