Highlighter initials beacause they claimed to love you in the middle of class as they stole what was hanging from your wrist with a laugh and they said "Don't be mad" but why not? My possessions are not my own and you tell me to keep calm and flow along but it's not happening. I can be angry, it's in the rights that were written on every part of my body on May 24th, 1994 and you'retellimng me to stand still while you swar new words into my skin? Well I won't. My heart rotates like the Earth and no theif is going to snatch it and smack it like a ping pong ball on a Saturday night when you're so drunk you can be convinced you never concieved me. The yarn that makes a web on my scalp is not my own but some ancient proclimation already spoken and long forgotten, so I REFUSE to let it die with me. You take my arm although I glare. You think I'm kidding and it will be your demise when I decide to rebel. This end will be soon and a rainstorm is signaled.
---
It's up to you to decide if this is supposed to be funny or not. (:
