Sick Of It
These romantic songs,
Feels like I am wearing a thong,
Uncomfortable, wrong
I don’t feel so strong,
With all the talk about emotions,
All I see are these motions,
All this love,
Well put it at your ass entrance and shove,
I am sick of it,
This is all a piece of shat,
I need to grow up,
And you need to shut the heck up!
Go find someone else who cares,
I can even pay you the fair,
For the taxi to get you the heck out of here,
I am sick of the tears.
poem by Samatha Squiers
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