It almost seems like
The **** of people
Is there
For me to deal with
But I feel like I couldn't care
Any less any more
Because once you've
Dealt with one
It seems like
You've dealt with them all
From that **** at table 22
Who seems to want you
To stop by every
Two minutes
In case he might not
Be fine;
He's mostly fine
But then he forgets to tip
**** you, you ****
And then the *******
On the road
In front of me
Who decides not to
Indicate that he
wants to turn left lane!
But hey thats ok
Coz this feels like
The **** I deal with
Everyday.
And then theres that
**** where I
Walk into my mothers
House
And it isn't warm
Or cosy
The way it was
Growing up.
And mom is a slave
To pills and other
Drugs
And now I gotta deal
With this ****
But she feels once
You've been in one
Rehab
You've been in them all,
So she feels like ****
Trying,
Coz doing hard things
Is something that people do
Only if they
Seriously
Want something
That they're aching for.
But I'm aching for
Something that I know
I gotta work for
And this dealing with ****
Its part of the campaign
That I'm running for.
So that one day
I can find myself
Not just achieving
Everything
But to feel proud
Coz I did some hard things
To know I ****** up
**** up
Instead of just giving in
So I'll deal with the ****
Of the ****
At table 22
And the ******* in
Traffic
And my mother
Too.
Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 11:38 AM UTC
It almost seems like
The **** of people
Is there
For me to deal with
But I feel like I couldn't care
Any less any more
Because once you've
Dealt with one
It seems like
You've dealt with them all
From that **** at table 22
Who seems to want you
To stop by every
Two minutes
In case he might not
Be fine;
He's mostly fine
But then he forgets to tip
**** you, you ****
And then the *******
On the road
In front of me
Who decides not to
Indicate that he
wants to turn left lane!
But hey thats ok
Coz this feels like
The **** I deal with
Everyday.
And then theres that
**** where I
Walk into my mothers
House
And it isn't warm
Or cosy
The way it was
Growing up.
And mom is a slave
To pills and other
Drugs
And now I gotta deal
With this ****
But she feels once
You've been in one
Rehab
You've been in them all,
So she feels like ****
Trying,
Coz doing hard things
Is something that people do
Only if they
Seriously
Want something
That they're aching for.
But I'm aching for
Something that I know
I gotta work for
And this dealing with ****
Its part of the campaign
That I'm running for.
So that one day
I can find myself
Not just achieving
Everything
But to feel proud
Coz I did some hard things
To know I ****** up
**** up
Instead of just giving in
So I'll deal with the ****
Of the ****
At table 22
And the ******* in
Traffic
And my mother
Too.
The **** of people is plenty. A quote, which I feel sums up a lot of what I'm feeling now is that "sometimes you're the bug, sometimes you're the windscreen." I'm waiting to be the windscreen.
