Talking That Talk While Working On A WalkA Poem by Chaos ComplexGet yourself some swagger and style!
I'm having flashbacks.
Filthy mouths filled with thumbtacks. Spit sharp words, While hurting themselves; Getting their just desserts! I feel nostalgic, When they get apologetic. I was never a lunatic, I always had a method to my madness! I may not be the smartest- I may not be fit for photos. I may not be celebrity status. (Anytime soon...) But I've got the style to "WOW" the crowds. I've got the heart to leave em' with open mouths. I'm on the verge of ripping out of this cocoon, With a swagger that will make them all swoon. I gave up on prayin', And with a smirk, I'm sayin'- Religion is nice, but "Sorry, your God ain't for me." They glare and stare with intensity. Wishing their creator would erase- instead of pencil me. But I've got my own design, I'm constructing my own heaven, so don't waste your time! I ain't portrayin' myself as a wise one. I ain't sure I'm going to win in the long run. But while I've got a soul, I'm going to stay in my own control. I've got the sarcasm to counter life's irony. And please, don't keep eyein' me. You might get blinded by the star you see... [Eventually!] © 2010 Chaos ComplexAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on February 22, 2010 Last Updated on February 22, 2010 Tags: swagger, style, individuality, fun AuthorChaos ComplexFLAboutI like to express my emotions and feelings in poetry. I write a lot of rap/hip hop stuff. I'm really vulgar. Deal with it. I don't get many reviews, but thank you to those who even bother to re.. more..Writing
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