Jun 25, 2007 21:37
Annoyance in a nutshell
I’m surprise you think I care
The more I watch your lips form words
The more I think of something else
Can the balloon juice doll face
The more you speak the more I need a boat
The only interesting thing
About you is the spinach in your teeth
I’d interrupt and tell you but
Why miss watching others grimace
As you grin
Breathing isn’t free
But your plastic money waterfalls to greed
Class not bought from trailer trash
I abhor every step of ground you tread
But I smile in a daze of dire dreams of privacy
When I hear those fatal finger tappings on my door
And the words, “so let me tell you about my day”