No F*****g RespectA Poem by Ghostjust a cry for a little f*****g respect.No respect Can’t get a little f*****g respect. Touch what you want. Do what you want. No respect. Can never get a little f*****g respect. Move that, it’s okay. Rearrange this, it’s okay. No respect. Just need a little f*****g respect. You don’t care. Bugs you to be there, must be fair. No respect. Want a little f*****g respect. I’ve asked you twice, no, three times. Pisses me off, but oh well. No respect. What do I have to do for some f*****g respect? That’s all I need right now. Just a little f*****g respect outta you. That’s my god-damn desk. That’s my P-Oh-S crap you’re touching there. My own motherfucking space. Doesn’t bother you a bit, does it? It was clutter, it was trash, it was s**t. So you move it. It was messy, it was dirty, it was wrong. So you move it. F**k if it bugged me. F**k if I told you that. F**k if I asked you not to. It bugged you; So I’m so f*****g sorry. Just needed some f*****g respect. Just asked for some f*****g respect. Just wanted a little f*****g respect. Never gonna get any f*****g respect. © 2011 GhostAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on February 3, 2011 Last Updated on February 3, 2011 AuthorGhostNoWhereInteresting, WVAbouti'm a lot of things. it would be easier to tell you what i'm not. ... actually, that's a pretty impressive list too. just talk to me, okay? save us some time. (: oh, by the way? whatever you do. .. more..Writing
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