Lampshade

Once a month
you come so bright,
shining down
giving sight.

You look so free,
so careless;
completely yourself.

No constraints for you;
you do your thing
every month
it never changes.

But why just once
in 30 days;
tell me now.

When you come
I choose to complain;
change you, make you
what I want.

Not yours but mine,
your existence
I counteract with complaints.

I cannot change
what I've not created;
cannot become
what I am not.

Nor can you
change who you are
or what you do.

I envy you;
You don't care
what I want you to do;
You do as you were created.

You aren't bothered
by my complaints;
why is that?

You don't care
I want to restrict you;
You still do as you want.

You brush off that I
have you figured out;
I know when you come and go.

I know what to expect
from you,
and you think thats ok.

I want to be more like you....