So I've been wondering.. If maybe I'm a bit of a jerk to people close to me. Not in the sense I give them a hard time or anything, but more in the sense that I take the mistakes they've made and do my best to make sure they don't forget them. And I never really mean to hurt anyone's feeling or anything, but when they do things that they regret, and that I would regret, and they know they probably should have done differently.. I just feel as if they really shouldn't ever forget about the decision they've made. Because.. well I mean, if they forget.. what's to stop them from doing it again?
So you want to get away
And won't hear what I've to say
But you've had better days,
So don't worry it's okay
Decisions aren't made before better plains are laid
So I'll let you leave the stage before you really start to break
Just know that I'll be here
With a more than just an open ear
Don't be scared to shed a tear
I couldn't blame you for the fear
Just don't let it build up
Don't let it get too tough
Just be sure to vent some more
Before you have yourself erupt.
But now it's been a week
And you tell me you don't sleep
So what am I to say when you tell me let it be?
Should I take it off my mind?
Should I shake it to the side?
Should I let you die some more inside
Before you can decide?
Between what it is you think
And what it is they think
Tell me, is what it is that I believe worth less when it's in ink?
You tell me my opinion matters
And then you drop it so it shatters
So excuse me for getting angry
And please pardon my poor manners
When you tell me that you listen
And I never see it sink in
It's as if my words were pissing
In fountain that's dismissing
Every subject of the lesson
That you act as though you're missing
But I know you just don't care
You're too busy reminiscing.
You're damn right I'll chew you out
For the sense that you threw out
I'm getting sick of all these games
That just seem to tire out
The advice I try to give you
The only person I would give to
A part of me that let's you see
I'm not trying to convince you
To leave all of your friends
To meet with my own ends
To manipulate your mental state
'Til I get in your pants
But.. maybe I'll just let it be
I'll you leave you to your misery
Because though that isn't what you need
You'd do the same to me..
- Title: Repercussions
- Artist: [-Henshin-]
- Description: s**t I wrote about some b***h who doesn't listen. The first paragraph is part of it. If you read a bit of the first few parts of the poem, you can get a feel for the beat, and should find that the beginning paragraph fits in with it.. sort of.
- Date: 06/21/2009
- Tags: repercussions poetry
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