“Clockwork” It's that time again. I let positive expectations overwhelm my mind. It's the first time we meet, things are planned in my head for the next ten thousand feet. Beautiful. Stunning. a smile that could melt you. I thought I knew what I saw but it fell through. A spectacular evening that must have deceived me. I just want to find someone who likes me for me. It is mental confusion. do I be who they want me to be and create that illusion? This is the routine. Be a good guy, support their dreams. but later I'll be ignored as I hear the screams. Not from them, but within me. The kind that wonder why not me?