I want to fuckin' beat your face in,
I want to break you nose,
You think I'm fuckin trippin',
Maybe I am, who knows.
I was fuckin' mixed up before,
Now it's beyond comprehension,
I feel like I'm out at sea with no fuckin shore,
The anchor's weight is no comparison.
I fuckin' trusted you,
I thought you accepted me,
I'm sick of your fuckin' wannabe virtue,
Just let me be.
But that'll never fuckin' happen I fear,
I'm afraid that you're just too closed-minded,
That feels like in my heart a fuckin' spear,
Your doubt in me goes down like acid.
You better get your fuckin' act together,
I wont wait too long,
To be fuckin' with someone better,
Despite knowin' that it's wrong.
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Originally written April 10th 2004. Had gotten back with the bf and he started his religion crap with me all over again (why we broke up in the first place).
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i've been in a similar situation and i think that this was a really good write... check out my poems
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