"salls" poems
screamingloudly, shoutingcrazy
don't know why we do this daily;
backandforth the screaming match
when our ideas they just won't catch.
two bullheaded people clashing heads
until one of them storms off instead.
i mean well and you do too
but our ideas just won't go through.
banging heads against brick salls
our yelling echoing down the halls.
im on page two,
youre on page one;
all i know is this aint fun.
screamingloudly, shoutingcrazy
i dont know why we do this daily.
May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 10:39 PM UTC