UPSET

 

UPSET

        When your heart just can't stand the hate, express it! There's a lot of ways on the menu. Choose one and do your thing.

       

         If only people could feel that I hate them, their brains must've calluses by now.

         Pretentious people? They are like toxics that get into my nerves. I suggest that they should wear a big tag around their necks that says,

" CAUTION! I'M TOXIC! "

         By then, I could put myself into a safety caress to a place where I'd get rid of them. Let them be out of my sight! If I should cast a spell to vanish them, I would!

They must know that when I feel like I don't like them, that feeling never goes away from me. It stays inside of me just like a tattoo that never gets erased. You may say by now that I'm freakin' mean, but what can I do? You aren't me,

so I RULE...and if you can't stand that, Should I give a damn?!!

         I raise my eyebrows, I twinkle my eyes, I shut my mouth and grab my pen and paper and I start writing about frustrating things in my own world.

                                                                  -xxx-