Lawrence S. Pertillar
You Make Me SICK
People like you,
ALWAYS think they know everything.
You 'act' too arrogant.
As if you had to experienced,
Something someone hasn't.
You walk as if you are unafraid of obstacles,
Or whatever appears on your path.
You even 'talk' with precise diction.
Not like others who are 'down-to-Earth'.
And you seem to possess and identity,
With a dignity you thirst.
You get on my nerves.
And 'hello' to you too.
I have a remedy you can use.'
Is that so?
Amd 'what' would that be?
'Why don't you ignore me?
That's what I'm trying to do to you.
And I bet you wont notice a 'thing' that I do.'
So what I've said doesn't bother you?
'You have no idea from where I've come from.
Where I've been or what I've been through.
I would show you my wounds.
But what would that prove? '
You make me SICK.
'I will do my best to 'try' to get over it.'
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