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Author: naughtgreen
Fiction Rated: M - English - Angst - Reviews: 3 - Published: 11-18-05 - Updated: 11-18-05 - id:2051787

Certainly I can accept that you are sealed from the events of my life
It’s something I naturally take for granted
But this is something I will not let you have
I have to call you on that
I will point out exactly where your liberties end
You will not take advantage of my good will
You will not count my cheerful banter as an insult
That is something people just don’t do
Back off
You will understand that my insult was a demonstration of acceptance
I’m spiraling
I have no grasp on what happens to me
To think I would actually go out of my way to help people
My grace is just plain shit
You can spit in my face if you want
It’s okay. You’re better than me
Today I learned that people grow up to be self-righteous
When I am old I shall be conceited
Any insolent smartass who thinks he can make a situation funny is mine to destroy
At least I have something to look forward to
Did you anticipate that you would be the straw that breaks my back?
I certainly wouldn’t have any deep issues haunting me
I’m just a kid who is out to insult gods
I shall lay out the carpet for your steps
The carpet is made of my skin
Then you can get underneath my skin and stay there
I’ll bet you never heard about those fucking labor laws
Something meant to protect children from their employers is instead protecting employers from their children
But I’m really just here to dick around
I assume you are unaware of the teddy bear
That big arrogant teddy bear
The one that plots against my life
With that disdainful smile only I can see
I often wonder when he is going to burst a lung talking too much
And his wife
The sweetest woman in the world
A Kindergarten teacher
Whom everybody loves
Guess what. The sweetest woman in the world turns out to hate me
And their little girl who finds me lazy and obnoxious
I guess it goes full circle
I am an expert in making enemies
Step in line and take a swing
I’ll let you, your majesty
Meanwhile I shall be over here pretending to please others
Still making enemies of insecure people
Wholly unaware that maybe I have my insecurities
It’s easy to blame me because I’m not going to fight back


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