I'll Tell You This

I'll Tell You This

A Poem by Airila
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Null n void

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This isn't really a new years resolution
More like a plan
I'll tell you this though
I plan to see it through
Well I hope

So this is my plan, not resolution because this resolves NOTHING
I plan to be the girl I was 2 years ago
The non caring don't give a f**k tell you bout u mada girl
Defenses are up for everyone, all the time. Trust no one
I'm the brain child of chaos
Conveyor of darkness and impulse
I plan to arouse...then leave to hang (well I already do that)
Tell you what you wanna hear, every word has a hidden agenda

I plan to be that angry girl I was before
Because clearly people prey on my depression
Target my condition
Make me an object of hatred for no good reason
Just because they can
But not anymore
Every word from my lips spits fire
Because I refuse to be made a target
I'll Talk s**t about you just as you do me

So you've poisoned others
So I poison you
I don't give a f**k who you are
You're never too good to not get a "Suck you AIDS infected mother on her period you c**k sucking horse humping b***h''
If you cross me, then I explode
I will not control my temper
I will not calm down
I will not be quiet

Don't spew my name out your mouth and I won't say yours.

© 2010 Airila


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I understand but feel free to explain once more.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Hey I read ur poem cute :) However I dont really think you should go back to the girl of 2 years ago. The way u expressed this poem meant u have alot of feelings. Thats the gud girl not the one from the middle down! Hope u understand what im saying if not write me thanx

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Airila
Airila

Kingston, Jamaica



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