Prank calls to the nothing girl
-PRIVATE CALL- -PRIVATE CALL- -PRIVATE CALL- Blinking on the screen... Your calls They linger They stay still in the humid air They all sound the same Like a broken record that someone forgot to take off the player Your voice like the devil's coming to torture me Do you enjoy playing childish games? I never enjoy your pranks They tear at me Make me feel useless Make me feel like it doesn't matter if you call the ugly girl the chubby girl the stupid girl But you do call and the vibrations of your words hurt my ears The piercing sound of laughter crumbles my heart Do you think you're funny? You do not impress me and I can bet you do not impress your friends Keep laughing...laugh...laugh...laugh...until you cannot take it anymore Laugh at the nothing girl Make the demons appear Make bad things happen Eventually...you will feel the hurt, too Harassment charges Take that you son of a bitchI keep getting prank calls from people who think they know me and hate me but are secretely jealous. No wonder I'm morbid...how can you be happy when people are making fun of you? This isn't supposed to be a good poem...just things that come to my head. Written March 22nd, 2002 © on Mar 22 2002 01:20 PM PST 0 • 1
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