You And Me; Give No Mercy Poem by Melissa Joy Chesky

You And Me; Give No Mercy



You are pretty,
I am ugly.

You are a blonde,
I am a brunette.

You are skinny,
I am fat.

You are dumb,
I am a geek.

You get whistles,
I get curses and anything sharp...mentally.

You talk about your nail being broken,
I talk about EVERYTHING being broken.

You get 'honored' with what you do,
I get stomped to the ground.


You fit in,
I am an outcast.

You are a prep,
I am a goth.

You give up without a fight,
I fight until the day I go 6 feet under.

You are on top of the world,
I am where the fire burns and hisses.

You are admired,
I am overlooked.

You cry,
I laugh at you.

You question all the things I do,
I say back off of what I do.

You write about flowers growing,
I write about flowers dying.


You say you have been through everything,
I say 'yeah....try me.'

You talk about your minor cases,
I talk about the excruciating pain of my
Now gone and only true friends.

You say 'I need sympathy for my pain, '
I say 'I give no mercy to people like you, '

You say I need help,
I say I am perfect the way I am.

You say I'm messed up,
I say I just deal with things a different way.

You say you scream,
I say I shed my blood.

You are normal,
I am a freak.

You dress up,
I don't really care.

You are here to help me,
I have a 10-foot brick wall.

You try to get inside my head,
I say be careful you might get lost in there.

You don't care about my issues,
I don't care about yours either...

At least we have one thing in common,
We both hate each other.

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