Fuck you and the high horse you rode in on,
I hope someday you are made to feel small.
Sorry some of us don't get it,
How above us you stand tall.
Sometimes I don't get the joke,
Sometimes I don't see the writing on the wall.
But to be embarassed by anyone,
Is just no fucking fun at all.
Honesty always works the best,
Remember that before the fall.
Not to stoop to humiliation,
It is the lowest form of them all.
This feeling is all mine,
Kept to myself, no recall.
The Sad Measure of My Life,
Thanks for reminding me, good call !
2 Comments and Reactions:
Sounds like the icing on the cake of my day..many times over.
Were it not for the F-bomb..you should post this over yonder.
I did post it over yonder...just censored.
Vitriolic my favorite genre, very cathartic.
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