HAHA

It's cute to see how much you wish you were me

You're a hater and you would do anything to be seen

You beg and cry for attention that you rarely get

And when you don't get it,you pitch a childish fit

I am sorry you are nothing like me, it must suck

Being you your whole life, I must wish you luck

I smile because you will always reap what you sow

It makes me happy inside nothing you have will ever grow

You are a miserable person, hating yourself more and more

You will die all alone, of that I can be sure

It's funny to me to watch you make everyone dislike you

It is just sad that you are you but sad, because it's true

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

Good this...sort of brought my mind to Positively 4th street by Bob Dylan

I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you

Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You’d know what a drag it is
To see you

[Mystik]

Haha. Yes definitely similar :)

[Coyote Poetry]

A very honest and direct poem. Sometime people can piss us off. We wish we could tell them the truth. Sometime silence and separation is better. Better to be quiet then to say things we will feel bad for. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Mystik]

Thank you. Fortunately for her I have been able to ignore her and silently feel bad that she has to wake up and be herself day after day

[Steven Cash]

Wow that 10th line reminded me of INception

'An old man, filled with regret, waiting to die alone'

Very nice !

[Mystik]

LOL. thank you :)

[Steven Cash]

np@all

[B-poet]

There are plenty of people who have this social disease. Unfortunately most people don't invest in themselves to make a much needed change in their lives.
Great poem. If you had an enemy this is the best vindictive theme for vindicating the suffering them've caused you. Great write again. I really enjoyed reading this poem. :)

[Mystik]

Thank you so much!

[Keith]

This had an interesting twist to me. Who is the real hater. The subject or the narrator. We read from a point of view laced with venom about the subject's self destructiveness. The narrator's gleeful eye waiting to partake in the subject's demise.

Well played if this was your point :)
I didn't note anything needing adjustment.

[Mystik]

I was heated so I took my anger and came up with this. The real hater would be a female, I must keep nameless but I just had to get this out. Thank you for your imput

[Keith]

:) You're welcome. It is amazing how powerful emotion can sometimes bring out a clarity of writing. But, of course, I am sorry you had to get angered. That always sucks.