Get out of my face,
Get out of my hair
Wherever I go,
You seem to be there.
Leave me alone
Stop giving me shit
If I wanted your help
I'd ask you for it.
My tastes have changed
My moods swing around
You can't treat me like a child
'Til I'm in the ground.
So fuck off now
Before I flip
Because you'll end up
With more than a fat lip.
Author's Comments on "Get Out Of My Face"
Take note mither...
lol, play nice, she's not THAT bad!
But as the poem, it is pretty good, the tempo helps to convey your anger.