Poem: An Invitation To Be Shocked

Sometimes I don’t know what I’m listening to,

I get sick to my teeth of hearing

the prejudiced,

the ignorant,

the gaslighters especially

playing the goddamn victim,

the world is hard enough right now

without hearing your sob stories

on the bleedin’ regular,

honey you are entitled to your opinion,

own it if you like

but I’ll disagree when I want to

and if debating like two adults is too hard,

darling you need to learn what it means

to be an adult.

Because I am sick to my teeth

of you playing that card

because you know your opinions

will make no sense and come over ugly

if god forbid you actually debated it

instead of taking that time to tear down

every aspect of my character,

if you don’t like me and think I’m a bitch,

fair enough I probably think the same about you

because adults are able to think that

but this whole “everyone is getting at me

because they debate with me and they don’t like me”

is pathetic.

I can listen even when I don’t agree

so please do tell me why you want people

treated differently to you?

Please don’t tell me it’s your religion,

your generation,

your country,

they are aspects of you

but you are an individual,

tell me why you think it

because from my perspective it looks like

you want power,

convince me otherwise

because if you can’t,

your moaning falls on deaf ears.

I have had so many people

like you try to tell me what I’m about

and many other people sadly have the same story

so tell us all about your motives and agenda for a change

in human terms for once please,

with feeling as they say in the music business,

I personally don’t think it’s there within you

but shock me.

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