No More Fairy Tales

by Some Random Human   Oct 31, 2004


I'm so sick of all your labels,
I'm even sick of your fables,
I don't need your fairy tale,
because in the end we all burn in hell,
so don't tell me your stories,
or I might pull a Jason Voorhees,
and run you through with this machete,
now my palms are getting sweaty,

I don't need your stereotype,
don't make me live up to the hype,
of a crazy murdering freak,
my boiling point is at its peak,
you can't even judge yourself, so why try to judge me,
you call me names inconsiderately,
stop telling me all this bull,
do you think I'm some kind of fool,

I'm so sick of all your labels,
I'm even sick of your fables,
I don't need your fairy tale,
because in the end we all burn in hell,
so don't tell me all your stories,
or I might pull a Jason Voorhees,
I don't need your stereotype,
don't make me live up to the hype...

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  • 20 years ago

    by Ashley Morris

    Good job on the poem Jeff. Keep up the good work.

    Your friend,
    Ashley

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