First poem. I think its a real keeper.
Goth poetry and sketches of gushing blood
They don't make me feel sorry for you
Because you're not that deep
Stop scribbling in that Bauhaus trapper keeper
And just buy some sweet new sneakers instead
Be more shallow
Be more happy
Don't tell me your problems
Or how your Dad has no arms
Be less of a bummer
Be less open and keep emotions inside!
When you tell me you wish you were dead
Because your baby was born with no head
I may pretend that I care, but I'm not really there
I'm thinking 'bout fruit punch instead
I love the humor and perhaps the TRUTH in this poem. So many people seek attention in the worst ways. Add an apostrophe to the final I'M.
ReplyDeleteGood imagery, not positive at all points.
ReplyDeleteThis was so deep that i boke my leg whe I fell into it. Whoa. Pure genius.
ReplyDeleteProbably one of my favorite poems ever. I think we are all a bit guilty of over-expression.
ReplyDeleteAMEN!! BUZZ KILLERS THESE DAYS
ReplyDeletenot very possitive, but very true at the same time.job well done.
ReplyDeleteCool story bro. Funny lines at the end.
ReplyDeleteyou spoke your mind while entertaining very well done, sir!
ReplyDeletegood job geat story. very true and funny
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