Listen/Loud

BB24919
BB24919 Posts: 41
edited October 2011 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
They say sounds, they say words
When I’m not around
Talk of things, talk about spring
Bring it on back down
I’m the dick
You’re the crown
The cynic versus the optimist
At times I talk way too loud

Have you ever thought about being you
To say what’s on your mind
Let it ring in
Let it ring true
Seeing a little scary
right there in your eyes
Finally the truth
Finding out where they would lie

I talk, talk of things
They won’t play
Scream in the crease
They walk away
Bitterness stuck
You’ve worn out your stay

Doors been shut right in my face
One more thing I can’t replace
As I try to find an ear
Wondering out loud
Why am I the one they fear?
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  • acrossssSsssshittt
    acrossssSsssshittt Posts: 1,014
    BB24919 wrote:
    When I’m not around
    ...
    At times I talk way too loud

    better loud than..

    ..this is fucking good
  • BB24919
    BB24919 Posts: 41
    ..this is fucking good[/quote]

    thank you very much
  • depopulationINC
    depopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    nice piece. I really enjoyed this
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key

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