I'm Gonna Goldilocks The S**t Outta This SceneA Poem by Lorali Frost
I’m gonna Goldilocks the s**t out of this scene
Oh, so you think that I’m mean? Ears full of steam Porridge or ice cream A thousand different reasons to scream
He’s not good enough He’s not good enough for me Enough to take on my killing spree Enough to let him see How I really orient my reality
You’re no good either But I’m f*****g scum Stuck to your shoes with nowhere to run Give me a break, you want to have fun? I just wanna be standing when it's all said and done
But funs not good enough because I wanna thrive I’m stuck in a hole but I still insist I can fly It’s true I’m pissed, scared, preoccupied Screw you thinking you actually know why Why some days it's impossible to pretend to try
Aw poor thing, are you gonna cry? I cry all the time but for better reasons Like right now it's synapse hunting season Once again I have to prove I’m not beaten Gotta bleed this f*****g devious demon You think I’m messed up, well I’ll show you crazy You’ll run like a b***h once it all goes hazy (I’m not sexist I swear, it just sounds good, I’m lazy) The truth is I’m stronger than you, baby And I’m gonna go find me something more tasty
© 2016 Lorali FrostAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorLorali FrostLos Angeles, CAAboutI’m a naughty librarian wannabe. Sex-positive feminist. Seriously bipolar. Sober by God’s good grace. Plus size. Crier. Cried when I first came across the term “pansexual.” Kin.. more.. |