One of these days

I hate this and I hate that

why do people talk so much smack?

I write this poem because I'm tired of working on crap

You might say "hey, shut up and finish up my "crap" ".

Well no! I dont like you! Sadly its true. I would rather

watch the sky turn from blue to black. Don't ever call 

me a two face, thats what i'm not! I try to like you but 

sometime I think your gay and i'm ok with that because

so are you. I really hate that. Which must mean

I hate doing this. Crap! I am fed up with you and your smack.

Because one day I will give you a smack that hurts like crap.