Description: This is another rant piece. I still have my other pieces I like to write but as of late, its been more me wanting to express what I think rather then just what I feel. So these are my thoughts once more, likely sounding as mad as the words on page.
Y'know What -------------------------------------------
You know what annoys me?
Hearing someone try to bullshit
About something they know nothing about
When you can see the lies
Choke in their throat
And they're eyes dart for escape routes
Because they keep digging
Their ass into a verbal grave
That's when I just wait
To bury them with their mound of ignorance
You know what chafes my pale ass?
It's hearing one more person
Say we've achieved some pinnacle of humanity
Because our President is 'black'
Never mind that a skin tone doesn't divine
Their plan, their background, their political agenda
It's just a symbol over a package
Trying to be sold as -change-
Yet all I'm really getting
Is the same familiar shit in new wrapping
You wanna know what makes my brain cells die?
When we yell for diversity
But boo and hiss when it's non-PC
How we'll laugh at jokes with our friends
But suddenly you're 'not that guy'
When someone confronts you on your words
Yet it's cool to talk trash
In bathroom stalls
You want the hate to stop?
Then flush that crap before you walk out
You know what gets under my skin?
The ones who think they can silence others
By yelling insults like faggot...Nazi...honky...nigger
That the best way to be right
Is to make sure they're shouting offensives
And cutting others with explicitives
When the real world becomes a net forum
Filled with flamers, followers, and trolls
It's a shame that in this life
You don't have a ban function, only -ignore-
You know what I hate?
That I'm categorized and stereotyped
That my life and who I am
Is perceived by skin tone, income, gender, sexuality, what I look like
That no matter what I say or do
I am defined by what you think I am
I say fuck your eyes, fuck your judgment
Reality is not defined by just your paradigm
Its a fragmented jumble of chaos still forming itself
Just like most of our lives
So before you act like you know all about me
Make sure when you look in the mirror
You know the face there