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THE TORTURING VOICES you see my dad was watching the cricket with us and i watched it with him, and it was very fun, you see we saw australia being beaten by the west indies, because they were so cool, you see, we were the cricket boys and no robber wanted to rob us, because we were into australia’s favourite sport, cricket you see i heard a non realistic image of my father saying brian’s not a mans kid, brian’s not a man’s kid and i was trying to relax and calmly watch the match and my family were unrealistically teasing me, mind you they were having fun and the words they said were different to me as it was for them brian’s not a mans kid, don’t get kidnapped brian be like us brian’s not a man’s kid, and watched the cricket, ya know trevor chappell doing an underarm ball mum called cricket, anything and everything which has everything you hate well, i don’t believe that, i was feeling like trying to be a mans kid brian’s not a mans kid, brian’s not a mans kid and i was getting these awful visions, i wanted these voices to stop you see people in canberra were doing it too, but they looked like fierce kidnappers and i said you can’t get me, i am a sports watcher so i went home and obsessingly watching the cricket and AFL and rugby league, rugby union you name the sport i watched it, and i fell asleep in front of the sport you see i have this vision that mens kids watch the sport, mens kids watch the sport brian’s not a mans kid, **** off ya hooligan away from us you see, i wanted at that stage a hooligan to my dad and i had someone grab me outside a club and i kicked him saying, get off me ya kidnapper, you won’t get ya hands on me mate and dad was watching the cricket and enjoyed it, but i got frustrated with all that teasing i didn’t want to be kidnap victim and i hate being my families or friends little teasie i battle voices saying how is our little tease doing hey but i hated when people wanted to bully me, saying your family are like us, your not i said i like sport and they said, no you don’t, your family does, and your not like your family mate, your like us now man i told my voices to **** off, and they said, your not like your family, your like us and this made me into a little 2 year old boy, i hated that voice i remember i loved watching agro, which was a funny puppet on channel 7, and the mens kids said don’t watch agro, watch cheezeTV, which was the cartoon show on the other channel and my voices going crazy saying, you are a crazy person, who is too old for baby agro and you are not like your family, your still like us, buddy i screamed out, LEAVE ME ALONE, i am a sports watching mans kid and dads image said brian’s not a mans kid, brian’s not a mans kid but it could’ve been greame thrones kidnapper or patrick dunbars kidnapper i said voices, ‘stop', i wanted to be like my family, they said you are not like your family, your still like us and i said, they look cool, and you guys look stupid, please leave me alone there is also a man who wanted me and my brother tied to a pole, but we felt we weren’t immortal, but cool i went into pubs to dance and watch the sport and i felt like a cool man brian’s not a mans kid brian’s not a mans kid, stay in there koomarri man, get ****** mate went the little homebody kid as i was watching the canberra bushrangers baseball team played, yeah totally awesome dude brian’s not a mans kid, I WISH IT’LL ALL STOP
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Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 2:38 AM UTC
VOICES BACK IN THE 90S, SPORTS WATCHER
THE TORTURING VOICES you see my dad was watching the cricket with us and i watched it with him, and it was very fun, you see we saw australia being beaten by the west indies, because they were so cool, you see, we were the cricket boys and no robber wanted to rob us, because we were into australia’s favourite sport, cricket you see i heard a non realistic image of my father saying brian’s not a mans kid, brian’s not a man’s kid and i was trying to relax and calmly watch the match and my family were unrealistically teasing me, mind you they were having fun and the words they said were different to me as it was for them brian’s not a mans kid, don’t get kidnapped brian be like us brian’s not a man’s kid, and watched the cricket, ya know trevor chappell doing an underarm ball mum called cricket, anything and everything which has everything you hate well, i don’t believe that, i was feeling like trying to be a mans kid brian’s not a mans kid, brian’s not a mans kid and i was getting these awful visions, i wanted these voices to stop you see people in canberra were doing it too, but they looked like fierce kidnappers and i said you can’t get me, i am a sports watcher so i went home and obsessingly watching the cricket and AFL and rugby league, rugby union you name the sport i watched it, and i fell asleep in front of the sport you see i have this vision that mens kids watch the sport, mens kids watch the sport brian’s not a mans kid, **** off ya hooligan away from us you see, i wanted at that stage a hooligan to my dad and i had someone grab me outside a club and i kicked him saying, get off me ya kidnapper, you won’t get ya hands on me mate and dad was watching the cricket and enjoyed it, but i got frustrated with all that teasing i didn’t want to be kidnap victim and i hate being my families or friends little teasie i battle voices saying how is our little tease doing hey but i hated when people wanted to bully me, saying your family are like us, your not i said i like sport and they said, no you don’t, your family does, and your not like your family mate, your like us now man i told my voices to **** off, and they said, your not like your family, your like us and this made me into a little 2 year old boy, i hated that voice i remember i loved watching agro, which was a funny puppet on channel 7, and the mens kids said don’t watch agro, watch cheezeTV, which was the cartoon show on the other channel and my voices going crazy saying, you are a crazy person, who is too old for baby agro and you are not like your family, your still like us, buddy i screamed out, LEAVE ME ALONE, i am a sports watching mans kid and dads image said brian’s not a mans kid, brian’s not a mans kid but it could’ve been greame thrones kidnapper or patrick dunbars kidnapper i said voices, ‘stop', i wanted to be like my family, they said you are not like your family, your still like us and i said, they look cool, and you guys look stupid, please leave me alone there is also a man who wanted me and my brother tied to a pole, but we felt we weren’t immortal, but cool i went into pubs to dance and watch the sport and i felt like a cool man brian’s not a mans kid brian’s not a mans kid, stay in there koomarri man, get ****** mate went the little homebody kid as i was watching the canberra bushrangers baseball team played, yeah totally awesome dude brian’s not a mans kid, I WISH IT’LL ALL STOP
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Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 2:38 AM UTC
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