Ball Of String

No, it’s not okay.
And no, it’s not alright.
Just who the fuck do you think you are,
Extinguishing like candlelight?
I’m not your verbal punch bag.
I’m not a disposable Thing.
I’m not always going to play the kitten
To your ball of string.
I don’t come with an off button,
Nor do I pause, or mute.
Do not presume you can resume
Things whenever it suits.
Don’t mistake me for some children’s toy
To pick up or discard as you choose.
If I am not a priority
You won’t care if you lose
Me, because in...