For the Haters
I will raise my middle finger,
to anyone who wants to linger.
To those who drag me down,
or treat me like a clown.
I really ain't so foolish,
i see what you re trying to do.
Trying to bring me to your levels,
when you know what I'm going through.
Its so childish and petty ,and some what immature.
There really is no need for it,
when you know there is no cure.
So heres to all you haters,
whom i shall never miss.
This has reached its furthest point now,
i aint for taking more of this.
So watch my middle finger,
which i shall slowly raise.
This will be my cure for anger,
as i curse upon your graves.
Copyright © Stephen Stewart | Year Posted 2017
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