A poem by me... having a bad day. Enjoi my misery
[******** You (And The Horse You Rode In On)
So this is what I have to say
I am sorry but there is no other way.
IF you don't want to listen then okay,
Just leave me the ******** alone and go on your way.
That it is not my fault
Maybe I should lock these feelings away in my personal vault
But I can't so listen to me as I say
"******** you and the horse you rode in on"
And get the hell out of my way
Sure I may be different
But thats not your fault
So don't take time out of your day to call me a freak
Just becasue all you do in your day is critique
You judge me and it makes me sick to my stomach, damn
Because its me, it's who I am
And if you can't get over that, Well too goddman bad
At least I don't dress to follow some stupid fad
GROW UP
 xdemonicallyxyours13x · Sun Feb 04, 2007 @ 01:18am · 1 Comments |
