Their Malfunctions.

Hos, stead fast.
Get out the way; move, bitch.
Look ahead, don’t look at me.
Do you have some malfunction? A glitch?
A glitch in the bitch. Makes sense.
We walk by them daily with the jocks at their tails.
Who the fuck are they kidding?
Swimming around in their wails,
Too obsessed to see what they’re really winning
‘Cause the outside is all that matters.
What about the girl during a lonely free?
Or that dude, he seems to be lookin’ sadder.
We’ll blast music-
But not your stupid shit.
Listen to what we want;
Who the fuck are you to dictate it?
And they’ll stare us down with eyes of black.
Some cleared of make-up; well, guys at that,
And the motherfuckers will try to kill us.
Watch my hand cross your face in a sssssslap.
We really can’t stand the fuckers here.
The majority spilling over with fake acceptance;
All they fucking care about is popularity,
And whose ass they’re gettin’.
The pretties will flirt with my best friend.
The hots will hit on anything with tits.
And I’ll just keep walkin’ on, my face a pink starburst,
Because what the fuck is the point of this?

Their Malfunctions.

mwizzy94

Joined October 2011

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Vulgar as all hell, but a pissed off person’ll write what a pissed off person’ll write.

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