Dropkick
You make me sick
Don't you have anything better to do
Then to have our lives to nitpick?
You claim our "lies" to be thick
Well aren't you just a critic
Don't you find yourself just a little bit hyptic?
But when we call you out on it
You become frantic
Dare I even say manic?
Does anyone else find this ironic?
Now I don't mean to be judgmatic
But isn't your logic just a little sporadic?
No need to become a fanatic
You don't even have to impress us with magic
Just use your brain for once for logic
Stop being so chronic
Your life is so toxic
No need to be cosmic
Is it really that drastic?
How many times do we need to say it
Until you finally get it?
Well here's the dropkick
JUST STOP BEING A PRICK!
YOU ARE READING
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PoesiaThese are some poems I wrote about experiences I had with people in my life. These are my "fuck you" letters. I love feedback!
