I Like To

June 4, 2012 I like to think everyone feels differently than me I like to be the unique one, only special to me I like to believe that God wanted me to write I like to blot out the others and their spite I like to wallow in my mind and self I like to put the others on the shelf I like to smile when others cry I like to cry when people die I like to read the greed of tomorrow I like to add on to the pain and sorrow I like to get people to believe I’m sweet I like to hide that I am incomplete I like to bask in my own shame I like to watch others take the blame I like to be repetitive and annoying I like to umemploy those employing I like to irk them with my rhyming I like to add extra words just for kicks, taking pleasure in bad timing I like to ignore the ones I acknowledge I like to feel myself on edge I like to cry…I want to die I like to fatten myself with pie I’d like to end myself for good I’d like to drown myself in my own blood I like to…I so want to But instead, I just gotta hate it all…