Jessi Hardison Poems
|1.||Didn'T You Know||6/24/2012|
|3.||Out Of Mind||8/19/2012|
|9.||Where Are You||8/19/2012|
|27.||When You Are Grown||6/24/2012|
|28.||Tell Me Then||6/24/2012|
|29.||A Fallen Angel||6/24/2012|
|30.||I'M The Gingerbread Man||6/24/2012|
I'M The Gingerbread Man
Don't you realize how you sound? How you look?
Maybe you'd learn something
If you picked up a book.
Joking, playing won't get you into college
Then again it's already known
You're lacking in knowledge.
Don't call me snooty, stuck up
Just because I don't like you
And ignore it when you ask, ''sup? '
I'm a tightly closed bud where you've been full grown.
But this means nothing because,
Soon I will blossom and you're a weed on my front lawn.
Leave me alone, I don't like your leer,
This is my life;
Soon I will steer.
Have fun ...
Inspiration. It comes at odd times, doesn't it?
I just can't quite understand it.
But when it's there, be sure to grasp it.
Don't let it slip away.
Because it is such a lubricious thing.
Playing tricks on you, a sly thing.
Don't ignore it, it is important, this thing.
And you won't remember it another day.