You act like you know everything But that ain't the case at all You seem to think your what the world wants You seem to think your what the world wants
You could never be more wrong Then you are now preaching to me You say all I'll do is get hurt That's alright with me as long I can get my voice in
You act before you think And your insults come out in a wink You have no remorse You scream so loud you turn hoarse
Come and tell me Come and tell me, just one more time
I spent too much time dwelling On the words you spoke Your voice turned to poison in my mind Sending me into a free fall of chaos
I got a thing called rage ready to blow All over you in a second Just waiting for the go, go, go Just one more second, yeah
You act before you think And your insults come out in a wink You have no remorse You scream so loud, your hoarse
Come and tell me Come and tell me, one more time
Copyright; Bret Desrochers
The first poem I've tried to write, hard, considering I am on a Poetry site.