Another poem...inspired by Russel Simmons Def Poetry....Kick ass show.

Aug 18, 2004 23:03

The Roles Reversed.

I lie. I cheat. I steal.
I am looking out for number one.
I am on the prowl, for something to come a long.
It is always the same bullshit.
Tears well up, The questions why?
I don't give a shit, I just got mine.
The fuckin was nice, but now I am done.
Oh we can still be friends, but I won't call.
I will leave you with wonders, if it just was you after all.

The roles reversed.
Today, I'm out of my shell.
No more whimpering and whining of shit that was past.
No more tears monsoon down my face.
It is my turn to let the jaws drop.
A good fucking is all I wanted.
You thoght of white picket fences.
But I knew you were just another notch.

The roles reversed.
Don't blame me.
At least I am fucking honest.
You were a toy, a mere plaything.
What more do you expect?
You buy me all I want.
You call it love.
What the fuck do you know?

The roles reversed.
It's happened to me.
I've been used for sex.
Now it's my turn.
What, you enjoyed when I called your name.
I got lucky on the guess.
Did you like my bouncing tits, while your cock was in my ass?
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