Somebody Just To Please Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

By the minute someone's picked to fit the image...
Of a loser.
Or an enemy.
And...
By the minute someone's ripping up to bits...
Somebody just to please,
Their insecurities.

For no other purpose,
'Cause the know no peace of their own.
And for no other purpose,
'Cause they can't leave people alone.
And for no other purpose 'cause inside they hurt!
And for no other purpose,
They just want to dig and throw dirt...
To get attention.
With intention to get mentioned.

By the minute someone's picked to fit the image,
Of a loser.
Or an enemy.
To get attention.
With intention to get mentioned.

And for no other purpose,
But to get attention.
And for no other purpose,
They just want to dig and throw dirt...
To get attention.
With intention to get mentioned.

And for no other purpose 'cause inside they hurt!
And for no other purpose,
They just want to dig and throw dirt.
To get attention.
With a seeking of it mentioned.

By the minute someone's picked to fit the image...
Of a loser.
Or an enemy.
And...
By the minute someone's ripping up to bits...
Somebody just to please,
Their insecurities.