Blistered ego like a fractured egg
All the shoes fit,
so you walked out the store with a hundred empty boxes
and a broken twelve step program with your **** on hurt

Worried about words when
you really didn't have any to begin with
Just a picture with some meaningless *******
in one hand and spit in the other,
and when you clapped,
you got a
******
spitty
face

But I didn't mean to upset you
Not really though
I should've stuck to my plan in the first place
and iced this birthplace
of rage
and wrote a poem about it the next day

But what the **** do you want from me anyway?
I'm only human
Born to make mistakes,
but I'll drive this stake
through your heart with a tongue dagger
I'll say what I feel so hard it'll make you
stagger
and stutter step backwards
like "That guy's got some nerve!!!"

Sometimes I'm a butterfly
kissing you on the cheek sweetly
Other times I'm a fly on a brick wall listening
Still other times I'm the brick in your head glistening
with your drool
and your five mile stare
of disbelief that I would dare
hit you with the truth

No worries though
I only act like this on days that end in "Y"
You'll be okay
or you won't
All that really matters is that I'm gonna sleep good tonight...


regardless