On blast.

You feel you must put me on blast, well you can kiss my ass, i speak nothing but the truth, you may as well start a small sleuth, thinking of the time, i may as well rolled myself in slime, i say fuck you with each and every line, at a point of self hate, for even thinking of calling you a mate, confessing my true self, like a book on the shelf, that now should be collecting dust, i feel nothing but disgust, why did i even convey my trust, if you feel the need to speak, you should try another technique, grade school was a long time ago, we old enough to be thinking of escrow, to damn old for this show, innuendo, insinuation, fire no need for my explanation, no time to think of a real misinterpretation, again and again, i will still reach for my pen, just for a chance to let you know, life is not a talk show, more of a real game show, one more time, i will stress the last line, fuck you, to the ends of Kalamazoo. David Lee Price (First I do certainly ask forgiveness for cruse words, and the hate.... It was just the feelings coming through. I took less time with this, so once again I do apologize.)