I Wished Everyone Liked Me Poem by James McLain

Possessing the body of all, worth possessing.
Free at night
To go were you go asleep, when asleep,
In a world
Full of people like you.

And I've been given over sixty dilikes
Alone.
If a comment or no contack
By another is by that one, Not wishing you to be
Contacted or commented on or even some other as of yet by the
Unknown tree.

That tree most can see where is it never goes but you
Or just a few may not like being in the forest.
Alone
Not wishing it to be.

So what if lava flows if kept cool by the spring
Outside your room.
Kept safe from what never happened
To you.

Let it flow through the eyes of another,
In full control of the dream, when you went off alone
To explore off their now
And falling through her hole in the floor.

And nobody else explores, that type off bee,
Through icy back roads,
Stinger in and out of the fleash that he has,
Never condemned by those
With a mob mentality back and forth.

From that witch is warm, make it hot.
On her cheek warm fleck's, of him made complete.
You are who you are, leave their name.
The word means what it means from the grave.
It could for you be that nice.