Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Sometimes I wish people would just shut the hell up.

--Here's a little poem I wrote:

Bringing up things just because you're happy you know about them. SHUT UP!

Talking about your grades because you're proud. what do you want? Props? SHUT UP!

Bringing up the friends you have that do cool things. Does it make YOU any cooler? NO! SHUT UP!

Talking about how people text you a lot. What do you want me to say? SHUT UP!

You're going out to party with friends, oh that's cool. I haven't heard from you in months, but nice to hear you're going out to party. SHUT UP!

*text* *text* Oh, you're not going to respond? Okay. SHUT UP!

Secretly there's no problem and you're not concerned at all, you're just bringing up shit to show off. SHUT UP!

Saying kind things and putting your arm around me because you think I need it. Don't Touch me. SHUT UP!

You're president of the what? Oh the rhetoric club? Yeah? SHUT UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP!!



--Thank you, Thank you. You were a great audience.