You

I wish I had never met you,
you are like a well-watered tree.
Yet I am a tree of rotten roots.

From a far, you look like
a decent adult. Yet I look
like a child wearing inappropriate
clothes borrowed from adults.

I’ve always been a bit retro.
But you look normal, with those
pants and that hair, from ordinary
parents. I am, on the contrary,
made up from pieces of so-called
parents.

Therefore, I rather run away from you,
because you are
the princess and I am
a frog.

©mirmeksica