Boring
You make me angry,
When you say that life is boring,
When you sit there and don't even try,
When there are so many people to care for you.
You make me so angry,
When you just throw their love aside,
When you say that for you,
There is nothing that is not boring,
Well quite frankly my dear,
We just have to say,
That it is not life that is boring,
It is you that is boring,
And we are all so tired of being bored,
That we will just say cheerio old chum.
(Another poem from early forays into the craft. nothing has changed, still people who are difficult nuts to crack. Poem still relevant but there is tendency to use I feel statements than you make me as a way to deal with any emotion in a healthy way. and have more success of getting the other person to hear where you are coming from. Walking away sometimes still best option though)
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