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Nov 2011
You’re a ******* *******.
I don’t understand why I’m always giving something up
Or changing my ways for other people
When everyone still goes around
And does whatever the hell they please.
No one listens to what I say
Even though I’m always the one who’s open to
Ideas and thoughts other than my own.
I’d love to just go around not giving a crap
About how my actions affect other people.
But for some reason, that’s just not me.
Maybe I bring this on.
I continually let people walk all over me
Expecting, that maybe at some point someone
Will actually show some respect back.
What a joke.
Even the little things, I hold myself back.
But when it comes to someone else,
It’s all about them.
Whatever they want.
**** this. *******. I’m done.
They say, “Nice guys finish last.”
I’m starting to think they just get killed
Before they get the chance to cross the line.
Julie Watson
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