Who asked YOU?
I intended to have a pity party
all by myself alone
and the guest list is nil,
just me. I want no chitchat,
no guilt imposed —
I come equipped with tons!
I want to give into my cravings,
to comfort me the way  have,
despite my promises, intentions,
recommitments. And your input
is just not sought.
I know, I know, you’re called
an ever present help in times of need —
but don’t I get to say when I’m in need?
Sure, I said I believed you might —
well, okay, you could — use me as you pleased,
but time out, King’s X — not now!
Won’t you go away? Why do you insist
I see reason when all I want
is a pity party, with just me.
Alone.