They smile and laugh
and smile
and laugh.
They toss their heads back
and smile and laugh.
Their smiles are big and bright
blaring down on me,
blinding me,
hurting my head.
Their laughs are loud and roaring,
obnoxious and taunting.
They slap me this way and that.
Rub it in my face.
I scream as loud as I can,
but they don't listen.
I hit has hard as I can,
but they don't feel it.
I want it too.
They keep laughing.
They keep smiling.
I want to wipe it off their faces
and keep it for myself.
Jan 30, 2013
Jan 30, 2013 at 3:49 PM UTC
They smile and laugh
and smile
and laugh.
They toss their heads back
and smile and laugh.
Their smiles are big and bright
blaring down on me,
blinding me,
hurting my head.
Their laughs are loud and roaring,
obnoxious and taunting.
They slap me this way and that.
Rub it in my face.
I scream as loud as I can,
but they don't listen.
I hit has hard as I can,
but they don't feel it.
I want it too.
They keep laughing.
They keep smiling.
I want to wipe it off their faces
and keep it for myself.
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