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Stings... A Bit

Her eyes are so big & brown

& her face never has a frown

A smile brighter than sun rays

It'll quickly lighten up your darkest days

She's something terrific

Sure she may be a little eccentric

But her positivity is contagious

This girl is overly vivacious

To some it seems a bit odd

& that it is all just a big facade

I can assure you she's not at all fake

But that's how the people judge her, which is their mistake

Since everyone is slightly flawed here & there

Place & time will never matter, assumptions will happen anywhere

Some more than others, obviously

They're the ones getting teased & mistreated, unfortunately

Some people can just be so extremely ruthless & downright mean

& the effects it does aren't always immediately seen

Insulting words that unknowingly abuse the mind, settle in quite deep

But there's no telling how long it'll be, before it begins to outward seep

The pain will surely scar the soul

& nothing can or will ever completely repair the hole

It's like a pair of jeans with a grass stain

Wash after wash it fades but still slightly the green does remain

Never again perfect or close to new

How could it be after what it's been through

So much is attempted to hide & keep concealed

That it slowly but eventually healed

Words one says out loud

Really do make more than just a sound

They leave quite a dent

No matter how they were meant

They can never be unheard

Not even the quietest whispered word

It just lingers in the back of your head

Never forgetting what was said

"Just joking" or "You know I'm kidding" won't make it disappear

It's already vanished into your ear

Even if your response is always defensive

Some are just too slow to look at it from your perspective

& they'll just continue to say snarky *** comments

It's manners they're lacking, thanks to their parents

No bother responding, it won't make it better

They're so **** CLUELESS... Ugh AS IF, WHATEVER!!

There's no effect from their negativity

No sense in losing your dignity

You don't want to stoop to their level & do what they do

That's just stupid, there's no good reason to even want to

They're just a sad, lost cause

A show without a final applause

They need so much attention

Constantly craving & searching for some sort of affection

Like all those misfit toys stuck on that remote island

Happiness is too hard for them to attempt to pretend

Even a smile is becoming harder & harder to fake

So they serve up sarcasm like it's a piece of chocolate cake

Far from sweet & delicious

More like rotten & malicious

BUT that's fine you see

It won't change a thing about me

I don't give a ****

About any opinions you continue to chuck

I really don't care at all

So don't expect me to help you up if you fall

My hand won't be there

Honestly it won't be near, not anywhere

Your sarcasm is rather weak

& gibberish is really all you speak

OOOOHHH....by the way, you're HORRIBLE at pretend

From the very beginning I knew you were an alive version of an invisible friend

Sometimes you were around

& other times, nowhere to be found

**** Vanishing like a magic trick, disappearing like a ghost

When I needed a friend the most

I should've realized

You have such vapid eyes

Well I guess you live & you learn

I'm sure someday you'll learn a lesson, unless you've missed your turn

Until the time comes along

You'll continue on like Lamb Chop's never ending song

Going on & on just because

You never really knew what it was

Maybe eventually you'll figure it out

Although that I really do doubt

The truth hurts, yes I know

No sugar coating it, SO THERE YA GO!!

Sweetness wasn't hard to replace

But honestly, for years I've wanted to punch you in the face

I know surprising for me to say

I'm not a fighter in any way

My buttons can only handle being pushed so much

That's when my fists want to react by throwing a punch

OH WELL....what's done is done

A fight is never fun

It's pointless, there's no reason to be fighting

It's like trying to eat & chew without any biting

Or a cotton ball wind chime

.....just a complete waste of time.

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becky-littmann
32 / F
Published
Jul 6, 2014
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