you want to fight a fair fight
don't bring up old shit
the past doesn't count
fucking apology doesn't count
when you don't really mean it
you negate and belittle
builds your pedestal
but all your jokes are getting old
when the butt is still me
can you insult one more time?
'cause I used a word you didn't comprehend
you condescend…yet again
did you win?
do you feel better?
are you proud?
proved you're the man
a martyr giving his life
for a people who don't appreciate
and a woman always fucking late
a stain on your green t-shirt.
put your woman in her place, didn't you
you man's man, you
with the big ego, confidence
mama's boy, they compliment
cause you're the best of the best
jar head, leatherneck
collecting accolades and bronze stars
emotional scars
you wear like the ribbons
on your proud chest
while you stand so tall
on my back
and the stack
of verbal vomit
used to justify it all.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
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