From The Notebook-Spilled Tea

From the Notebook-Spilled Tea

this morning my tea spilled,

All over the table all over my bag

Watch it drip drip drip to the floor

Hands full of paper towels I clean and pretend I'm a lonely Batista wiping up a snobby woman's latte

The smell of vanilla chai, the bounce of his orange basketball

I can't pretend anymore I can't escape the reality of being stuck here

Everyone watches me but no one helps

Watch it drip drip down the table

This lonely Batista watches all the tables, invisible to all the people

This tired girl tired of spilling and being overlooked

This vanilla chai spilled all over the floor just like how my thoughts pour our from my head all over a floor which everyone ignores

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