No, Not Me

i’m far too wild
to be tenuously dangled
on a thread of silk caprice
when whims permit

it seems you have mistaken
who it is you think i am
you see, i’m nothing like the others
who are wont to fawn in flounder

i am not to be worn
on a sleeve of solipsism
not a temporary titilation
tempered by your pique

i do not require the words of others
to be validated
my self-worth
is solely based on sentiments intrinsic

galavant in all your gloried dalliances
if you please
save your pittanced placatories
for some other pithless plaything