Because I'm Rude

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    Because I'm Rude

    Because I’m rude
    I’m starting to do the things you don’t want me to
    I can laugh at you
    Ha ha
    Here’s another side of me
    That you never thought could be unleashed
    I can be a beast
    When I’m not tamed
    And the only way that you’ll get me to act this way
    Is to keep doing what you doing

    Keep being selfish, inconsiderate and stupid
    And keep it moving
    Cause I’ve moved on
    Got an upbeat tempo to my new song
    Should’ve knew it wouldn’t last long
    You didn’t have anything before
    Don’t know why I assumed they would miraculously come along

    You the beginning of a bad storm
    Hold the hell up so I can get my poncho and rain boots on
    You super gone
    Had everything laid out for you
    Your personal platter
    Took freely to the point, that I no longer mattered
    What’s sadder is how when I said goodbye
    You tried to be cool
    Then tried to run back to me
    With promises of doing good

    Fuck a promise
    What I’m a do with that
    Stick it in a place between my thighs that you’ll never get back?
    That promise ain’t no bigger then what you working with
    Might as well piss a momma bird off
    By fuckin with her nest and comparing yourself to one of her sticks

    I’m better off alone
    I’m too cool for this shit
    I’m too good
    I’m too good to continue to be used and confused
    Why on this open cut I still have a bruise
    Because of careless fools like you
    Hope you feel stupid, dumb and cheated
    Because right now, I feel real defeated
    So towards you, there’s a new me
    Anytime you want to converse with me
    Expect me to be rude

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    pagaa commented on Because I'm Rude

    02-06-2009

    that was hard girlfriend,but it explains alot.nice work.

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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