This is my five-letter word poem.
And it goes something like this:
STUFF IT!
You want to be it?
Don't know how to do it?
Just tell it
Like it is.
Only you can do it.
If it's from the heart,
It's a start.
If they don't like it,
Hey, no sweat,
Never mind.
STUFF IT!
Life's too short
to waste time on idiots.
Bigots
Who criticise all the time.
Anal retentive!
Everything's relative.
Profanity, Vulgarity,
Telling, spelling,
Subject, reject,
Hey lighten up, baby!
This is poetry!
It's free,
Meant to be,
Not to please.
So tell them,
Like me:
STUFF IT!
You're in love.
Happens to the best of us.
When it works,
It's bliss.
If not,
It hurts.
Can't miss.
And worse,
It's really hard
To say
STUFF IT!
Life seems vain.
You're in pain.
Want to open veins.
Get run over by a train.
Blow your brains.
Don't think I don't know it.
I get it.
I've been there before.
Sometimes life's a bitch.
This is how I got out of it.
I told myself
'They won't get me,
STUFF IT! '
Chances are,
If your reading this,
You got curious
And couldn't resist.
A word has only the power you give it.
So don't hate me for using it.
Blame yourselves if you fell for it.
Then again,
STUFF IT!
You don't like me personally?
Maybe?
That's it isn't it?
Well That's too bad, baby.
Because you know
That with a shrug
I'll have the excuse I need
To repeat myself,
One more time,
You guessed it:
S-T-U-FF IT!
