Give Me Your Best Shot


Tell me all the things that you hate about me

So I can put them into my consideration-incubator

And shine even brighter.


Tell me all the things that make you mad

So I can finally know what you're really feeling

And exonerate you from grievance.


Tell me all the things that make you sad

So I can listen to your story, show you you're not alone,

And lend you my launching pad.


Just say I'm nothing, I dare you

And I'll create my own destiny.

I've got no ego to stroke, so, good.

Break me down. It's healthy.


If you're gonna call me names,

Make sure they're at least creative.

I've got no time for wasteful obscenities


And if you're gonna judge, well,

That says more about you than it does for me.