Poems/Tula Compilation

Poem 027: Mr. Attitude

They said I'm an asshole and a jerk,

When a fight arises, I went berserk,

Is this a quirk?

Or am I just a berk?

Without doubt, I'm just down-to-earth,

Sometimes the caused of their mirth,

Though there might have been a dearth,

Sensitivity must be unearth.

Nevertheless, don't be shallow,

I might be a callow,

But it's hard even to swallow,

Because everyday feels like a gallow.