Day after day of listening to you
was pure torture.

And there were days
I wanted to take your words
and force feed them to you
to see how you like it.

Well you have pushed me way too far.
So now I will say something
and I suggest you brace yourself
as I calmly raise my voice.

Because my words
have been on edge
for way too long.

Just so you know,
my words aren’t afraid of you,
so don’t try catching them.
Because you will only be left
looking like an ass.

Your shadow tries leading you one way,
while at the same time
you try going the opposite direction.

Whe you desperately try to control your shadow,

your shadow laughs at you,

but only for your ears go hear.

It drives you absolutely crazy,
because you can’t tell your shadow
to shut up
without you looking crazy.

But once you realize
that the shadow you keep fighting with
is actually is you.

Then you’ll continually be tortured
on a daily basis
until you take your stand.

You say your door is open,
but your room is always closed.

So why won’t you let me in,
don’t you see me knocking.

How long
do you plan on having me
stand out here biting my tongue,

before blood starts filling my mouth
and drowning my words.

Everyday,

Im going to constantly bug you
with beautiful aggressive sarcasm
that it will cause your words
to catch fire,
even before the match
is even out the box.

Then will dismantle your words
and display them like a trophy
on my mantel for all your friends
to come and see at your expense.

Why do you hide behind your big words
that only you halfway understand.
You think just because you use these words
it’s going to make me feel inferior
think again.

And If you don’t like me,
tell me straight to my face
and stop hiding in the shadows
of your big words where it’s safe.

Just so you know,
I will take your so called big words
and place in your face like a mirror,
so you can see how small you’re
compared to those big words you try using .

Then I will take your bitterness as my ink
and before my words touch paper,
they’ll already be jumping off the page
shouting for joy.

You see for me,
I don’t need to hide behind fancy words
to show who I am
and how tuff I am,
because my identity and strength is in God.

When does your mouth ever close,
I mean damn!!
don’t your words ever get tired.

Because after awhile,
your words start sounding
like scrambled eggs
that run all over the place.

And don’t you know,
that once you close your mouth,
You won’t be so blind,
and things will actually start to make sense.

With every passing day,
you boastfully tell yourself
I got him beat.

Well keep telling your two faces that,
because someone has to believe you.

Then you keep asking yourself
why I won’t talk or look at your faces,
well it’s because all your faces
always have that same sneaky motive.

Also talking to you
is like me talking to a mirror
and its a waste of all my time.

So you need to back off
and respect my space,
cause I’m about to stir this pot
that’s boiling over.

But if you get too close,
you might get burned.
And if you get burned,
oh well it’s your own fault.

Just remember,
I told you so.

Enough is now enough,
so I will rip down
the pictures you have of me,
that are painted with hate and anger.

Now its my turn to paint!!!
and trust me,
I will use all your bitterness
and anger as my paint,
to expose your true colors .

Just because I’m standing in your personal space,
doesn’t mean you see me.

But before I even open my mouth,
you think you know me.

Well guess what,
I already know you.
Because you tell all your business
in less then one single breath.

And I’m so exhausted!!!
from having to listen to your lies
and pride,
which makes me feel like
I’m having bleach slowly pored into my eyes.

So from now on,
I will let my loud thoughts speak to you,
and yes my thoughts will crush your toes,
but the truth has to be told,
and you need to be exposed.