she kisses everyone
goodbye and waves her middle finger
high they're never gonna mess with
her again the drama queen is seventeen
and sleeping with boys for free
she's got a reputation of being easy
she thinks about herself and cares about nobody else
because the only friends she has all put her down
they hate her when she's beautiful and even more when she's a fool
they talk behind her back when it's her birthday
everytime they put her down, she makes a fist and the tears roll down
she packs her bags and plans to run away
and everytime she makes a friend, the vicous cycle starts again
she's never, ever, ever looking back... ... ...
A woman working at a roadside dinner where life is like a talkshow radio... Never ending, always there.
Her name is Betty, she is
INCONSISTENTLY INCONSISTENT.
She is a waitress. Serving plates of soggy, cold homefries in which gravy has coagulated on top and is forever a lumpy mass of brown matter until eaten sloppily by a redneck trucker.
Whats your name little girl?
A five o'clock shadow grows on his chin. Cold sores from a long ago adapted venereal disease sit around his mouth, as beady red eyes stare drooling at TITS and ASSES.
What a pig! And not to mention the father of many single parent children who have grown up in broken homes and who live broken lives. Is this a mistake? No, it cant be....
There really is no purpose inlife.Life is just a thing many people wish to end in a hurry.Life has no meaning, it just poses problems,pleasure,humor,death,lies,sex, and meaning.If you have no life, you could almost consider yourself lucky, but at the same time not.
