Author | Josey Hill

Change? Spare change?
Anything left over
Give me your afterthoughts

Pay me to forget
How you look at me
how you don’t

Let me be your apology
I’ll ease your guilt
Balm that false smile cracked with
Misplaced sympathy

In another life I could have been you
Going fast somewhere
Looking down and away

Trying to forge a life worth living
A person worth loving

I should know better than to expect change

About the Author | Josey Hill writes from Austin where she studies rhetoric and philosophy.