A Shit Poem.

just when you thought something might go right it all goes wrong you can't stop it so there's no reason to fight. no reason to fight back. you'll only end up getting smacked. you're inferior you breakdown from the interior; out. you still can't find a use to knowing what everything and anything is about. no need to shout not to me. i hear you loud and clear. no need for words i see you're face; unblurred. i can tell by your expression the impression i've made. i'm not the kind of girl to love or serinade. sweet and sour like lemonade is the pressure of the blade i'm sheilded by your shade. you're shades of grey. they aren't so obvious not anymore. sometimes i could swear you're dead others; i'm not so sure. could you help me? could you rock the boat? but keep me afloat? there are too many ways i've heard too many names. so many claims to stolen fame. it makes the blood boil. drowned in your couldron of turmoil, forever left to spoil. you're so wound up you couldn't be more uptight. you can't stand to be caught in natural light. at night you come out like a vampire hunts. like the stump of a tree you're always so blunt. shout out be loud and be proud. don't hide underneath the image they preach. it's all a show to fit in. a new trend comes throw yourself in the recycling bin become something your not dispose of yourself but you'll always be the person you forgot. but one day the fakeness you'll spot and it'll be too late you'll already have fallen victim to you're fate. love michelle.