You Don’t Know What I Know

poem about anger

Poem

 

Keep pressing my buttons why dontcha
I’ll give you a chance here and there
Let you attack and test my anesthesia
I’ll let you stare and glare and compare
You don’t know I’m sitting here
Ready for you to ring my doorbell

You ain’t too pretty but you’re too proud
Got a flashy laugh full of dissatisfaction
Why don’t you just say it out loud
Instead of tempting me for a reaction
You don’t know that I know,
My indifference will take you down

 

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photograph by Little Visuals

 

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