Friday, January 31, 2014

bricks and stones

Call me a racist
Because I have a religious symbol for a tattoo
Call me cruel
Because I will not bring the stray home
Call me stubborn
Because I do not want to look at things your way
Call me any name
Because it is not going to matter
As I am, what I am              
And my reasons are my own

My heart has bled
My back has bent
My eyes have dried out
So dear friendly advisor
Owner of saccharine tongue
Time for you to go

Because I am, what I am

And my reasons are my own

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