My Little Project

I wanna talk about it no one wants to hear about it

Let me put this weight on your shoulders 

You can't deal with me who could ever deal with me

The tone in your voice grows colder and colder 

Can't refuse to be used I'll be here to amuse 

I'll be means to your ends if that means that we're friends 

But you can never deal with me

you cant seem to deal with me

never wanna deal with me anymore

Anymore...

Anymore... 

Anymore... 

My little project has sharp teeth

Too tired to move his lips and snarl at me 

My little project can mumble all he wants 

It doesn't change a damn thing 

He'll never push me away 

Never fails to ruin my day 

You pulsate in my palms my toes my tongue 

You could leave a red mark on my face 

I'd still stand there eyes wide shut 

Knowing I'd never leave a trace 

On you...

On you...

On you...

Reviews

[Nightfeather]

The way you approach a poem is very likable. For I also like to repeat words or sentences more that once. It gives your poem some nice flavour. Never stop with writing, for I see that you possess talent.

Good job :D