a modern paleolithic newage 21st century poem by WhyHi, literature
Literature
a modern paleolithic newage 21st century poem
me tiddy small
like a ball
but that’s okay
cuz i’m a hottay
ppl love me
i do too
but they wont let me be
and i fight their insufferable gaze
dark sky, warm night
the corner swims with teenaged boys
with deep breaths and a racing heart,
i perform the human task: walking
the sex deprived kids transform into something lethal…
they are now wolves unaffected by hirsutism!
stopping my walk,
breathing lust onto my face.
my heart is pumped at an increasingly fast velocity
it whispers
“gotta go fast”
and i jet ;
the wolves suck their teeth,
pride destroyed
and before i can say “groooossss”,
they are hum
Pin up girls at the roller derby.
Take me down to Newark, New Jersey.
American flags; blue, blue streetlights.
Everybody's laughing, the crowd is cheering.
Maybe, I've become someone,
Maybe, I've become,
Maybe, I've become someone,
Not of this world!
Hey, yeah, yeah.
Not of this world!
Hey, yeahh, yeah.
Dance at night back in Alabama.
Christmas lights on my teal green trailer.
American flags; blue, blue streetlights,
All the men are watching, the crowd is screaming.
Maybe, I've become someone,
Maybe, I've become,
Maybe, I've become someone,
Not of this world...
Hey, yeah, yeah!
Not of this world.
Hey, yeahh, yeah!
Prizes, prizes, a diamo
I don't want you to do drugs. I don't want you to harm yourself. Why are you doing this? Next thing you know, you're 20 with Alheimers and a well deformed face. I bet you'll even stop being so smart and witty. You hoe, can't you see the stress I'm in? I already have one white hair, I don't need more you inconsiderate fuck. I'll even kill myself. If you're gonna keep putting death into you, I'll make sure I have my poison ready. How would you like that? Well, I bet you wouldn't mind since you're already killing yourself. You don't even think of me. Oh wait, what's that? You're going to stop telling me things about yourself if I keep being worr
They all know my name now
It's just another lonely day on the playground
I just wanna party boy, I don't wanna fight
But everybody knows that that's the way it is
Only players can survive
They all know my name now
It's just another lonely day on the playground
(Only players can survive)
Rain, rain go away, now
Come again another day in the game now
(Only players can survive)
I just wanna party boy, I don't wanna fight
But everybody knows that that's the way it is
Only players can survive
They all know my name now
It's just another lonely day on the playground
(Only players can survive)
Rain, rain go away, now
Come again another day in the
a modern paleolithic newage 21st century poem by WhyHi, literature
Literature
a modern paleolithic newage 21st century poem
me tiddy small
like a ball
but that’s okay
cuz i’m a hottay
ppl love me
i do too
but they wont let me be
and i fight their insufferable gaze
dark sky, warm night
the corner swims with teenaged boys
with deep breaths and a racing heart,
i perform the human task: walking
the sex deprived kids transform into something lethal…
they are now wolves unaffected by hirsutism!
stopping my walk,
breathing lust onto my face.
my heart is pumped at an increasingly fast velocity
it whispers
“gotta go fast”
and i jet ;
the wolves suck their teeth,
pride destroyed
and before i can say “groooossss”,
they are hum
Pin up girls at the roller derby.
Take me down to Newark, New Jersey.
American flags; blue, blue streetlights.
Everybody's laughing, the crowd is cheering.
Maybe, I've become someone,
Maybe, I've become,
Maybe, I've become someone,
Not of this world!
Hey, yeah, yeah.
Not of this world!
Hey, yeahh, yeah.
Dance at night back in Alabama.
Christmas lights on my teal green trailer.
American flags; blue, blue streetlights,
All the men are watching, the crowd is screaming.
Maybe, I've become someone,
Maybe, I've become,
Maybe, I've become someone,
Not of this world...
Hey, yeah, yeah!
Not of this world.
Hey, yeahh, yeah!
Prizes, prizes, a diamo
I don't want you to do drugs. I don't want you to harm yourself. Why are you doing this? Next thing you know, you're 20 with Alheimers and a well deformed face. I bet you'll even stop being so smart and witty. You hoe, can't you see the stress I'm in? I already have one white hair, I don't need more you inconsiderate fuck. I'll even kill myself. If you're gonna keep putting death into you, I'll make sure I have my poison ready. How would you like that? Well, I bet you wouldn't mind since you're already killing yourself. You don't even think of me. Oh wait, what's that? You're going to stop telling me things about yourself if I keep being worr
Don't say you love me!
Don't say it's okay!
Tell me you hate me!
Make me cry!
Give me something to fight about!
A reason to hate you
So I don't build myself up around you
So I don't fall hard...
When you become tired of me...
Let me hate you...
When you let me go
I wouldn't have to cry in the dark
But no
You hold me high and strong
Tell I'm addicted
Tell I'm weak without you
How dare you
I don't want to love you!