I Am Jack's Spoiled Teenage Brat

I am Jack's spoiled teenage brat.
His bright blue eyes
Clouded with malicious hate.
His macabre doodle drawing freak
With pen ink
And Sharpie stains.
Skin and paper twirl dangerous into oblivion.

I am Jack's pop culture horror,
Wrapped in cliché and hypocrisy.
Pop rock metal musical mixing pot,
Dancing to a unique beat.
Just like the boys down the street.
I am Jack's skateboard skinned knees.
I am a bile stained throat
Of a three walled revolution.
I am the child in-between.

I am Jack's split personality.
Curled up on a couch,
In pink blankets,
Watching Gorefest,
Eating popcorn.
With hair in my face.
Undetermined hopeless future,
I am Jack's spoiled helpless child.
I am his Fight Club prodigy.
His last hope,
And his dying final words.

Reviews

[Tai Chi Italy]

This is sooooooooo cool
and you are too clever for Jack's own good!

I like your style. I also found your profile most entertaining.

Smiling at you

Tai