(laughter) youre boring and dull like a big ships hull you never satisfied me never made me feel good as you damn well should and you never could see playing it up to be nice last night ate saltless rice just like earl and vin you thought youd fly make me cry thought you were in like flynn she told me i was worthless not worth one hair on her tress said my style was old if this was the way i played everyday i might as well fold up and die with my face in pie roll over in a grave mad like the monk still treats me like a punk no way i could save this between us play gloomy gus never can understand how this went from being bent to my feelings for another man he'll dump you quick with one big flick leave you crying in bed and youll wish after that first kiss that you were dead as always, she said that i was worth her fathers wool hat pissed me off didn't want to hear any more from george fucking gore so i turned and ran like jason goff reading phillip roth come on, give me my rest i am, always have been worthlessBirth sign: Aries
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