Just a Waste of Space

People see what's
Behind me
All to often

The lack of myself in me

Separated by a cup of wine or a bottle of gin

I feel my stomach turning

But you can't see my expressions

You see
Everything
Behind me

Ever so often you catch a cigarette dancing in the air
Burning to the butt

A woman spat in my face

Slapped me
Left me emotional like a picture of love with a broken frame

I wash my face off
and pour another cup

I never pay my tab

Not because I am known
because I am unknown

People see what's
Behind me
All to often