Some people

they just

   know everything.

Will I have my revenge one day?

Will they all line up

   and beg for forgiveness?

Father and father-like characters,

All the people that despise what I do

Authority figures 
   spitting their bitter advice

Psychologists shaking their heads

The many boys I loved

Who refused to love me back.

What do I need to prove?

This has nothing to do with love.

It’s a very primitive beast

That might push somebody 

   in front of a train.

Or swallow the sun.

Dear wolf,

you just need a she-wolf

to wrestle with,

   don’t you?