Will Ranney


So they spit judgment at you because you like to tease
friends have an end before they cut down your knees
first attempt makes you angry
then you transgress, thinking happy thoughts
and how badly you need rest
next time around doesn't phase you
but everyone tries to braise you
these blind cats got no idea how your mama raised you
cool then an ice burg thats how you gotta care
let it build up inside and unleash it for a quick scare
always jumping,
no one ever wants to take it to a parking lot to get bumping
and with these fools its always something
moving on to another pasture
its green every where, i don't need a judging master
because i love haters
so much ill scar it on my arm
better yet your sleeve, keep the heart ready to breath
or bleed, till your martyrdom is reached
and the fortress is breached
and everyone will see you as in really meaning me
nothing left to be
sigh of relief
and sleep

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 1, 2009

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