You do as you please. I'm just a human, in the form of a woman. So of course, you can do as you please. How dare I speak up my mind? I should just shut up. My no means yes to you, so why do I even bother?
But that ain't working, not anymore at least. This pushover has been pushed too close to the edge. Tornado meets volcano; and destruction will lay upon you. Let me erase your being, so you can start anew. And this time I'll help by planting in your mind a simple seed of common sense.
I'm a pretty calm person, I rarely ever get mad. But this one guy at the train pushed the wrong button when he decided to ***** me twice. I hope he learned his lesson when I snapped and told him off.
I’ve stopped trying to please the people I cannot please And in exchange I find myself looking to please me I’ve stopped trying to find goals and achieve expensive pieces of paper Cause I’m the end we are going to the same place proper. Heaven or hell in dirt encrested ground Embalmed or silent ash making microbial sounds
I wish I was strong I wish I was strong enough to get out from under the comfort of my sheets Or the warm water washing over my body in the shower I wish I was strong enough to open my books, Instead of listening to the same five songs again I wish I was strong enough to get over a loss, Be it a failed exam or a boss I can’t beat in a video game I wish I was strong enough to help my friends Because that's the person I strive to be I wish I was strong enough to keep that job …
I wish I was strong enough to like my own works But it’s hard to when they look like this No rhyme scheme or metaphors Only thing this poem has got going for itself is that repeating stanza Real clever or whatever You call it slam poetry But you might as well call it sham poetry Slam poetry Because you need to be slammed drunk to enjoy your poems And don’t even pretend like you didn’t notice How no one seems to give a **** about this This series of ‘works’ that you’ve been putting out Where all you do is ******* swear and shout At yourself ******* hell
I bet your last line would have been “I wish I was strong enough to love myself.” Boo ******* hoo Too ******* bad Because you’ll only love me the moment you realize That what I say is true I’m not gonna say that I’m only rude Because I love you I hate your guts too much for something so… Sappy You’re a bit of a sentimental, right, boo? If sentimental meant pushover
Criticism! Sorry, didn’t mean to scare Oh wait, no, I don’t really care Because even you’re aware How you’ve locked yourself in an echo room And the moment someone tries to break through… “Don’t worry, I can take it.” And then you write something edgy like this You can’t take advice for **** Because that’s your ******* deal You’ve got tonnes of people giving you the advice that you need to heal And you ignore every single one of them Acquaintances, friends, family And what about me? DO I REALLY NEED TO ******* YELL TO GET THROUGH TO YOU
But It’s pointless anyway You’re on auto-pilot already Just cut the act and write your cringy addendum poem We’re done here
Mother told me to get a man as soon as I could Guess she thought I'd be "unlucky" So when a man finally came along I wanted to say ..... Marry me, he says It's MY finger Love me, he says It's MY feelings **** me, he says It's MY ****** Wear this, he says It's MY body Be mine, he says I am MY own person ..... However I succumbed and married him Only to have 3 affairs 2 children and the saddest life in the closet never able to be my true self. I should have said all along No Don't rush me .....
I hope I never become this, It is my biggest fear Just thought I would share it with all of you