Sunday, April 10, 2011

don't even ask

Sometime i wish i'm stupider than i thought. I know too much truth than people thought i would. They tend to disguise it, make me a rag doll that goes by their way. Know the truth they choose to tell and behave the way they expect me to be.

but they didn't do it well. If you wanna go behind my back, hello? get some skill please. End up, i was only keeping my peace because i'm tired of poking things out. Momma tells me it's not good to pull off people's pants in the public, even when you know there's some serious shit inside.

Seriously, i'm not as dumb as you thought, okay? It's frustrating to think that you treat my like an underdeveloped kid. What's your problem man? Are you sick? Should i get you a shrink to cure your big mind that apparently you have lost control with? Don't even get it started with me.


It's not what i didn't feel, it's just what i didn't show.

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