by Claire G Shaw
Sunday, April 20, 2003
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I will hopscotch over your system,
Shouting "Fuck you!" to all your rules and regulations,
I'm getting out of this ant army civilisation,
I'm so frustrasted, this road how I hate it,
People stopping me, checking for my qualifications,
nope sorry, wrong type, do not pass go,
you're stuck at this stage,
you need some extra curricular activities
and if you don't play good girl guide it'll ruin the rest of your fucking life.
So I'm going to slide away,
be the motorbike in your traffic lanes,
I'm not going play more of your inane games,
you won't listen, didn't you notice
when I went missing
stopped paying attention
smiled politely while your ass others were kissing,
you don't believe me, I don't care,
If you come looking I won't be there.
I'm not another complacent soul to be caught in your snare.
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|Reviewed by Brittany Renée
|I really enjoyed this, Claire!! You're rhymes are different, and you're very creative with your words. Good job!!
|Reviewed by Claire Shaw (Reader)
|no it was more about the system we live in, and the things that restrict us, but i was personifying it, because sometimes it seems to be almost like a being|
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|He left you bitter? Move on. You are still caught in his game.|