90s Baby Poem by Armand Miller

I was told that i look at love
like a child does cause
every day
I wonder why she hates just being Ms. Marvel
why she so eager to get captain america
by iron man
leaving a hulking gape in her chest instead of letting me learn her love like new animal from playhous3 disney Stan Lee.
I just wanna wander through her wild thorns and pick the fruits of her berries
yes I know we argue like catdog
but right now were stuck between hard place and rock
o modern life seems to prove more and more difficult
and you seem to accept it.
you accept staying around man who is always going ghost
who always makes you cry and drops periwinkle hints
because he hates the color blue
yet I doubt he needs rocket power to
push you away
because you'll keep running back to get Phil by Chuckie Lil Dill Pickle.
I just wanna love you
or hell, I'd be happy with watching you be loved
but you say that's impossible.
because you're used to it
because even if you see into the future
you would do nothing to change it.
you think this girl meet world approach new
not realizing boy met first and learned love is hard.
now I'm not saying he never loved you
all I'm saying is you done sat on the big comfy couch too long
and dont realize bears big blue house built on lies
and your relationship changing harder than an american dragon graphiv
I know you keep thinking of raising some delightful children
but all he wants to do is leave his kids next door
on your double ds
he come after you like pebble in his shoe
but you feel as long as he not a jaw breaker
it's worth a quarter of your dignity
so busy trying to think if you can foster more imaginary love from a man who wouldn't last a day with your friends
when you tell me there are people in your life
who want to love you
But I realized
That you want it
You seem happy with him activating your orb of tsunami as long as the sword in your storm
Hits like a ten ton tunic
And he dont run through you with serpents tail
never realizing he's just a sapphire dragon
i hope my satirical laughter will bubble up inside you
blossom a new found sense of self
in this amazing buttercup I've grown to love
Please
love better
Be better
Don't let Him make you a sedusa
Just cause he a little rowdy ruff boy
You should be Chichi
You should be Keiko
You should be Faye Valentine
You
Should
Be
Kagome
But you let this beast treat you like he's Naroku
I only hope you get sick of the miasma
And not sure from it