Looking For Something

I know you think you're right in all this,
but look at the facts for a minute.
You tell me how my poems lack emotions,
yet you aren't even a poet.

Oh, you pretend to be one,
you slop your words down on paper,
pronounce it amazing
the dribble that it is
And tell me that I couldn't write to save my soul.

I wish you'd shut up for a moment
and just reread the sentence,
where your whorish ambitions are stowed,
I know the truth here,
It's plain to see

You're looking for something to call your own.
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Reply #1 Top
Great writing.
Reply #2 Top
Thank you!
Reply #3 Top
Hmm, interesting...I'm wondering who brought on this little bit....

Quite good, by the way,
~Zoo
Reply #4 Top
Hmm, interesting...I'm wondering who brought on this little bit....

Quite good, by the way,


Thanks big man.

Not much brought it on, really. Just felt like I had to say it.

Reply #5 Top
I like it, Beebles. I think you should put it to music. I think you have the makings of a good song there.
Reply #6 Top
Beebeleh - good acrid stuff - get angry and stay there! Shalom