One of these days
I hate this and I hate that
why do people talk so much smack?
I write this poem because I'm tired of working on crap
You might say "hey, shut up and finish up my "crap" ".
Well no! I dont like you! Sadly its true. I would rather
watch the sky turn from blue to black. Don't ever call
me a two face, thats what i'm not! I try to like you but
sometime I think your gay and i'm ok with that because
so are you. I really hate that. Which must mean
I hate doing this. Crap! I am fed up with you and your smack.
Because one day I will give you a smack that hurts like crap.