Double-Standards
are everywhere
as I try to just find
a nice, breezy place
to eat the food off this plate.
I don't like the way the weather is today,
but I have to face the music.
The music ain't playin' well
with me, or so I've concluded,
'cause the songs are either too entrenched
in staying in one's pity,
or the message is too cliche
and I don't relate to anythin'.
Fuckin' hate the music on the radio.
Why do they play this, yo?
I don't think anyone likes it-
All the artists feel insulted
when you play all their songs
that they even know were a little rushed, and
not even all that good.
I think if you ask them
which lyrics feel the deepest,
or which instruments
convey the feelin',
and they bein' honest,
they ain't gonna say this shit!
Fuckin' hate ridin'
in the passenger seat.
Fuckin' hate all this stupid music
that don't mean shit to me.
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the Dawning of Rage (poetry)
PoetryThis is a book of enraged poems. Don't say I didn't warn you! The purpose of this book, essentially, serves as a therapeutic outlet. This is NOT some manifesto, but a place of expression. Feelings of such loathing and hate, I don't believe, should b...
