| Inner Rage Why is it that people always wanna get in my face But they get pissed off when I get right back in thiers? Why is it people think that cause I have Jesus that means They can walk on me, spit on me and disrespect me? Why is it people think cause I've learned to walk away That at some point they won't push me too far and I'll retaliate? Well listen up! THIS IS YOUR WARNING! I'm sick of your mouth and I'm sick of your crap. I'm sick of you trying to define me and box me and use me. I'm sick of you lying on my name and perpetrating that you're my friend I'm sick of you disrespecting me! In fact I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired! So you know what... Get out of my face! Don't push another one of my buttons! Don't question me... Don't even try to talk to me. For the love of God just move because in the next few seconds I'm gonna knock you the hell out! And you know what I won't lose any sleep over it! I'm not gonna feel bad cause your'e sitting there on your butt with my fist mark in your face! I'm not gonna feel like less of a woman or less of a Christian cause I hit you. In fact it it's gonna make me feel really good to have just two minutes introducing you to my fist. Are you scared yet? You should be cause you've gone too far! And now... You have to deal with the hell you let loose! Charlisa Cooper Back to General Poetry |