#colin
Dumb Scottish accent, and a
stupid smug smirk.
I doubt this skinny ***** could do
an honest day's work.
Makes me want to throw a shoe
at my TV screen.
I'd curse you out for days but in this
verse, I'll stay clean.
You surprised me in the Sandman,
you gangly mf.
If I saw you on the street at night,
I'd probably scream for help.
But most of all I hate the fact
that your name was in her mouth.
And that your version of Merlin
was all she'd talk about.
Because now your pretty visage
absolutely ruins my day:
It makes me think
of a girl who didn't stay.
Nov 18, 2025
Nov 18, 2025 at 7:58 PM UTC
"Life is but a walking shadow...A poor player...A tale told by an idiot"
And his name was Colin.
Every day, in and out, day and night,
He pressed buttons for his job,
For the gluttons.
The place he thought in the rooms.
His day life was told, in hymns and stories,
Of men and women and all their glories.
The button was for the wild and bold.
At night the button was for hope in the dark,
Men and women praying for a spark,
So they could cope.
For their lives, were a stain,
On their world of grains,
The world of hives.
Colin sat at his desk,
Pressing buttons pleasing,
to the people appeasing,
His face a mask.
A day goes by,
The buttons do not stop,
His heart as a whole a spinning top,
His mind does not comply.
Showing the eyes his heart a whole,
"How may I save my soul?"
They laughed those guys.
Those glowing, sneering, smelly eyes,
For they have seen the pain of the idiotic walking shame.
He, Colin the poor,
Stopped the buttons,
He was a bore,
To the men, the eyes
On the walking stalking skies
There were ten.
Colin had no care for those men,
Those men standing there.
He stopped the buttons to live his life,
To keep from the place writhing.
Now Colin is free,
From the pain for he,
The button presser,
Was finally slain.
May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 1:54 AM UTC
Dear Colin
What an inspiration
A role model
See I know how you feel
I'm like you
Mixed race, perspectives of two
From a young age
And to this day I'm ashamed
I hated my blackness
I saw what the world offered them
So I didn't want part of it
And I saw my people
Crying out with no one to listen
So I used my voice
To scream their message loud
They'll call you a traitor
They say it's disrespect
But to be more mad of an anthem
than lives that are lost.
Lives these soldiers fight for
Lives these soldiers die for
You are my hero Kaep
You saved me.
The light in a dark world
Where hope evades the privilege
of a mulatto kid, with white parents
And hope burns in darkness
It shines it's light strong
10 years from now people
who so hated this movement
Will understand
This was the time
You led the rebellion
Against injustice for all.
Sep 13, 2016
Sep 13, 2016 at 11:27 AM UTC
Colin Kalicki
Eyes as beautiful as the sea,
Hair like the waves.
Waiting for him to see me.
Praying for him to see that I love him.
My lips tremble, want to see how his lips taste.
I try to talk but I say the stupidest things. And why would he ever like a girl like me. I love you Colin Kalicki.
Sep 20, 2014
Sep 20, 2014 at 2:14 PM UTC