fake winner

of a passionate heart

a martyr of sorts

wanting, needing to attain

certain levels of attention from others

coffee creamer

sitting on the table for days

bubbling, foaming after awhile

terrible sour odor erupts

wiggling its way to noses

of people wanting, wishing to get away

feeling the need to run from the smell

just like they run from the fake person

disrupting the life of many