You call me a bitch like it's a bad thing
You call me a freak, like that means something
Can't get your way, so you're so pissed off!
I think you know the rest, but get it off your chest!~*~
Cross me, pin me on one
See you at my crosshairs
Crossroads, wrong paths
So deal with me, you dare
Maybe you'll stop staring
With a frown on your face
When you stop swimming
On the shit that you made
Oh I'm sorry, am I too rude?
Well fuck, I don't care, I say
I inherited this crap attitude
From your gene pool anyway
If you got stupid issues, then
Just mail it to press release
Don't turn a knife on my skin
To scratch latest news piece
You're slipping on delusions
Get a grip, start being sober
Your power's just disillusion
Sorry, but your game is over
'Cause you just can't piss off
A man who's really having fun
And you can't fuck over a guy
Who in the first place, is done.
~*~
I don't give a shit
I love it when you call me a bitch
Like it's a bad thing...
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry"A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all heaven in a rage..." -William Blake