FicWad

You know,
I used to pride myself
On being the very opinionated person I was.

No one could possibly think like me.
If there is someone,
I haven't fucking met 'em.

Then the discussion came up.
Well really it was after the discussion went down.

Loud in front of judgmental people,
I argued.

Then got my nerves all shook up
And my leg did that freakish thing it does
When it starts twitching.

Pissed as I was,
I felt great knowing that others knew
Just how I felt
On this rather touchy subject.


Later ma came home
And I brought it up again.

I really was hoping she'd say what I wanted.
I was stunned to see she didn't.

Fast forward through examples,
Praise,
And singing.
(No that wasn't me)

And I find myself
In my room
Staring at the mirror.

My shirt and undergarments
Near my feet,
I cringe embarrassed
And itchy.

IMMORAL HEATHEN.

And it won't come off.