My Life, Not Yours

Liam Lawless

So let me get this straight,

We are on a rock,

Spinning through space

And you expect me to

Give a crap about what

Fucking brands I wear?

 

Just to clarify,

The planet is burning,

And the fish and the mammals are dying

And i'm supposed to care about your

Shallow fucked up opinion?

 

War and chaos, dictators and frenzy,

And your lecturing me on who i sleep with,

Who I love, and how I live?

 

Maybe if you cared more about yourself,

And less about me, maybe, just maybe,

We wouldn't be in this mess.

 

Peace out mo-fos.

 

  • Author: Anonamus (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 6th, 2018 14:41
  • Category: Short story
  • Views: 19
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