Sunday, July 12, 2015

Predict the Weather, Leave me Be.

This year? I have not been keen.

Don't tell me what I  all ready know.
Don't put your words in front of a name
who's sentences  He or I could both finish.
Don't overestimate or underestimate me;
I've earned the right to be selfish for
a time, but not until the end of time.

I've given up my pretenses,
I will not laugh because you want me to,
I will not apologize for my imperfections,
I will be confrontational,
 be sometimes devoid, and some days
wear a warning sign in my eyes that says
 'avoid at all costs'.

This for me is progress.

Whenever someone laughingly asks me
'What's the worst thing that could happen?'
I can laughingly answer for all time
"Fuck-wit, it has all ready been".

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