Talking DownA Poem by .::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::.About a friend that doesn't seem to see the real me.Here you go again,
talking down to me as if you know it all. Spitting words of book smart knowledge while having no common since at all. You go about your every day life pretending to have it together. Really you've lost the true meaning of living your life to the fullest. You don't speak to me in the way you speak to everyone else you know. Don't you even really know me?? I'm not the small one you think is so stupid, so dumb, so nieve. One day I'll show you up at your own game. You just wait and see. After that you won't have to naive to ever talk down to me. © 2009 .::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::.Author's Note
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3 Reviews Added on January 20, 2009 Author.::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::.Somewhere I need to be down in, ARAboutMy Name is Rebekah but everyone calls me Beck or Beckah or my fav Cup^E^Cake & I was born in Ohio but Raised in the south. My poems are about things that really happend some where in my life weather .. more..Writing
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