Scapegoat Poem by Joan Fontanilla Balmania

Blame the chemicals!
Blame it for my indifference
The way I say I love you now but not love you tomorrow
The way I let you feel you are special but hold back after a minute
The way I touch you with desire but defy your responses with a gauntlet
'Cause I'm an impresario
I can dance, I can sing, I can act the way you want me to
I can kiss, I can love, I can hold you with fine virtu

Blame the chemicals!
Blame it for my pretenses
It's when I plan with you about the future but regret the fact that I did
It's when I look back with you on how we met but get nauseated
It's when I demand your presence but turn cold or unreasonably stonewalled
'Cause I'm a Begonia
I can draw you close forever with my fascinating colors
But can quickly leave you behind not finding the answers

Blame the chemicals!
Blame it for my longing
Yearning your attention but finding it with someone else
Eager to be looked at, pursuing others, wanna be spoiled
Unexplicably happy with these actors
And just like them actors I'm the directress
I manipulate, I lie, I tell tales, I act, I perform in this nightdress
'Cause I am Dorothy
My words are contriving, smiles are deceiving,
Touches are scheming, stares are inviting,
And I rule my anarchy