...I cant say that my writing has never gotten me in to trouble
I can remember my first poem I ever wrote
About the pain my heart was in, due to a boy
And I can remember all the jumble of bad words storming in my head
But I refused to write any of them down
But I've come a long way since then
I can truthfully say now that I don’t give a fuck
What people think about my poetry
My eyes are the only ones whose critique will ever matter
This world is just so obsessed with doing the right thing and not being a bad person
And keeping you self covered
But sometimes doing the right thing and being you self are two completely different things
We need to start showing off the gifts we were given
And take the sticks out of our asses and just walk along our own path
A while back I wrote a poem about sex and all the many details of it
As proud as I was,
I showed it to my teacher
Because it was fucking awesome