Candace Johnson

(March 27 1995)

Hurt Me... Your not the Boss


Why you alway hatin
Why can't you be relatin

Did I ever hurt you
Tell me only what's true

I never laid a finger on you
I never told you what to do

So why do you want to hurt me
Don't you see
Your killing my soul
Your making my heart a piece of coal

But that's your goal isn't it
You don't care one bit
You just want everyone to be like you
So you won't be differnt cause you'll have a crew

A possy who'll do your dirty work
They make kids tremor to think about where you might lurk

But I'll tell you something now
I'll never be like. There is no way how
So just get lost
Cause your not my boss

Submitted: Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Edited: Tuesday, October 26, 2010
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  • Sharon Wiebe (5/19/2009 6:25:00 PM)

    amazing! ! i love how the words rythme with each other...where do you get the idea's to right such meaningful poems?

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