not really sure :/A Poem by jenny
wha the f**k is this?
i dont look like your therapist you gonna tell someone your problems here 20 bucks pay someone to listen to yo a*s complain i cant be wastin all my time im workin on another rhyme about how my life is s**t but u tryin to talk wont shut up one bit while im speakin my mind you stop me everytime and i cant take it no more time for me to shine im gonna let my feelins go where im goin noone will know but for tonight my words in flight not lettin them to judge you aint my simon i aint yo idol im me and you cant judge it i dont walk no runway why should u say what i am prettiest, most talented f**k congeniality this crown dont mean nothing to me so here im goin now that ive said what i had to sailin away goin to cloud nine never have i been so f*****g high im in this place not tryin to save face im sayin what i am straight up you want some you can have it but im not a buffet you cant make a plate with the bits and pieces of me take me, all of me or walk away i don't care © 2010 jenny |
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2 Reviews Added on June 29, 2010 Last Updated on June 29, 2010 AuthorjennyNYAboutI love writing and if other people enjoy reading the way I express myself then great. My writings tend to be very different depending on my inspiration. I am very into sports, music, school, and anima.. more..Writing
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