I can't say I appreciate
Any of your attention
Because I know your game
And your less than ideal intention.
I am fine,
I am saddened.
Your stupid words
Just leave me maddened.
You are not clearly thinking
If you keep speaking
Because you've got it all wrong
And my disinterest is peaking
As you run your mouth
About things I don't want to hear.
Your excuse is just that
A lousy reason, my dear.
You are transparent
And I'm not a doll.
You don't follow a decent script
And I can't talk to you at all.
Why don't you think about
Your lame repetition
And your lack of thought
And blatant narcissism?
I am fed up
Of your games you play.
So move on, we both know it's
Only a matter of time before your attention will stray.
Your rudeness is not unnoted
And your disrespect is obvious
And I'm fed up, don't you know?
I'm done with all of this.
Aren't you done griping?
And through with it all?
Because I sure am
And you'd have better luck talking to your wall.
YOU ARE READING
Gracelessly
PoetryAs the tides turn, As the times change if everything is extraordinary is anything? In the end, the truth shines out all her flaws ring and shout. The moonlight shines and in it she falls gracelessly she, soulless, grays eternally The pandemonium sho...
