I am broken. I’m a waste.
Tell me something I don’t know
Say it to my face
You think you know me better
‘Cause of things you don’t remember
You’re trying to make me hurt
My self-esteem’s in the dirt
Pick out all my flaws and laugh at every one
I’m just a stubborn kid with a loaded gun
In the middle of the desert
Taking shots at the sun
But my body is the M16
My mouth is the trigger
My lungs; the magazine
And if you can’t already see
I’m about ready
To go on a killing spree
If you can’t shut up long enough
To hear what I have to say
Then I’m locked and loaded
Have a nice day.
Shut up and listen to me. Please.
Love it. The ladt line is so sassy-and done. I can see someone, battered and bloody spitting "Shut up and listen to me. I'm tired of your shit" amazing.
Beautifully written, just like the rest.
Serious but funny at the end. One thing; did you mean to put a ";" after lungs or a ","? Maybe it's just me...Anyway, very relatable and well-written.
It's very good. A lot of feelings.
I love this :3
I'll always listen to you and I get like that sometimes.
Cool poem! ^^