i write selfishly,
mostly for attention
and also to fish
for compliments.

but it’s not an easy task
and even i need
some inspiration –
my Muse.

i write for her
not because
she’ll ever read
these words

but with each
indifferent glance,
she reveals
my insignificance.

i pay with sleep
on her behalf,
not to say
she’ll ever care.

hello Muse,
i guess i am
a romantic
after all.