Speak in another language because you can’t say s***
To my face
Give me space
Better yet, send me to space..
Send me on a rocketship
Except not the one Musk creates
It’ll come back to the place…
I start thinking maybe if I farted
Right by you
You might refuse to be in my presence
Move with uncomfortable hesitance
Then the next time I’d see you
I won’t have to be obliged to
Being content, smelling the crap you left on your shoe
Along with all the makeup you spilled in your oversized purse
While I stare uncomfortably at you
To make you think I’m conjuring a curse
Like you did to me unconsciously
You should walk around with a recorder and a mirror
Cuz you always look like someone farted
But your mouth tries to speak of unicorns and rainbows so I’m confused..
Why have we even started?
Who are you again?
Should I reintroduce myself as a friend?
Naw. The word isn’t part of your vocabulary
But don’t feel bad
I rarely find it in anyone’s dictionary
Let alone a dictionary.