conscience
I don't want my conscience
I want to be free
I want to do things
That would make me, me
I want to get yelled at
And not give a shit
I want to not care
That I just said it
I want to hurt someone
Then look into their eyes
And not feel like I ought
To apologize
I want to ruin
A life entirely
Then pass it by
And not say I'm sorry
And if I step
On somebody's foot
I want to not give them
That second look
And when things are screwed up
And I can't make them right
I want it to not
Keep me up in the night
I want to feed all my homework
To an incinerator
Then face the teacher
And not feel bad later
I want to throw a potato
At somebody's head
And instead of fleeing
I want to laugh instead
I want to row a boat
To Timbuktu
And not feel guilty
That I didn't bring you
And when someone tries to tell me
What I'm doing is wrong
I want to stuff my fingers in my ears
And start humming a song
And when someone says something
That makes me upset
I don't want to forgive
I just want to forget
There's nothing more refreshing
Than the ignorance
Provided by simply
Having no conscience.Poetry Central>>>
Created 8/9/03
Updated 8/9/03
© 2003 Kristin Lindgren