I am an idiot

I realize I'm an idiot and a moron/

An imbecile for believing in you/

But with that said I have nothing better/

For me to do than chase points of light/

Where it breaks and bends/

and composition is coming alive/

You would think I'm standing there near

A masterpiece

Instead I'm sitting and withering 

And hibernating in this cold frost like

Winter

I've hinted that I'm stupid 

But nothing quite like this

I keep opening my arms to the people

Who bring me distress

And for some one almost virginal now

I'm treated like a mistress

I didn't ask for this

But I'm stupid

I am an idiot