To The People Who Are Annoyed In Me Poem by Mc Dean Navarette

If I could just turn you into a stick of cigarette and hush you as I put flame until you become ashes, I will do;

If I could just poop you and flush in the toilet bowl just to get rid of my stomach aches, I will do;

If I could just scrub you like a dirt in my body with bath soap definitely I will make myself clean just to eliminate you from my entire body, I will do;

If I could just beat you in the depths of my dreams I will probably make you suffer until you kneel down and beg to quit as a sign of relinquish, I will do;

If I could convict you and sentenced to death penalty just to give justice upon the damages you made to me, I will laugh at my hardest evil laugh until you feel the condemnation with shame and obscurity;

If, and only if I could bring back the time when you firstly met me I will alter your minds to be good to me even in my weirdest thing to do, I will do;

Well, life seems so unfair, people may love you, or hate you. It's better for you to stab at my back than to spit out words in my face,

Bluffing that you show I am nice when my eyeballs roll on you, but in such case, you hit by your spiky horns with deafining murmurs behind!

ANNOYANCE! That's what I heard behind my ears - feeling like I'm good when I am facing you, but as evil as a fiend when you dislike my actions!

Count on me, I said, not counter me! What am I to be judged? I'm a living unperfected soul, I made blunders too! And so as yours! I accept it than to reject, for as much as I know we're both living in the same old man whose deeds is to make sins.

Would you mind to put your feet on my shoes? How would it feel? Feeling like a bustard human being, ain't ye? THAT'S WHAT I FEEL! That's what I feel...

If I could just alter your wits to embrace my means, I will do, but only I can do is to accept condemnation from you, as to what you think about my blemishes that I do, rather than the things I made good for you.