one pack of fuck you
 |  by tumbling tiger  |  poems

screw you,
I just placed my order
it’s time to forget all the nice things
and scream fuck you at the world.

sometimes we are handed a pack of cookies
but more often we have to fight for the sweets.
sometimes we even have to order a pack of fuck you
as you can’t get any further without offending someone.

living broken dreams and wanting to change
it’s easier to give up and call it a day. whining. crying.
smiling at the people taking your cookies,
than to face your problems and
give them a pack of
fuck you.


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