i know too muchA Poem by V M Smithwhat do i say? good luck, you'll do great when i know all the things that could go wrong stop, wait, it's not too late! you can back out and say that you forgot a date you scheduled last week and y'know i have to go or um he'll feel bad...? wrong drugs wrong dose wrong leg who knows i know the dangers i see it every day i watch it turn out just fine but i definitely know the ways too much muscle relaxer not enough sleep how are the nerves doing? aw, it gives me the creeps i see the cut a lil too big the screw a lil too small and after it all you end up in this rig that no one can work but they're supposed to know! didn't anyone show them how to pull the line and tie up the end and twist it up and knot it down then spin around, around loop-de-loo and slip it in your shoe? now that don't look right seriously though... you'll be fine as long as they know who i am and that i'm not afraid to go to prison or move to mexico y'know if anything happens to my baby sis © 2013 V M SmithAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorV M SmithORAbouti'm not a writer; i am a liar. i sometimes write far too specifically; i sometimes write so vague even i lose track of what it is i'm on about. i tend to write when i can't think. this seems to be.. more..Writing
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