poemranker ::Mom And Dad by thepinkbunnyofdoom

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Mom And Dad

Member since 2003 · Posted 27 Jan 2003 · 3 comments

My mother is a hippocrite My father is full of shit My life is so fucked up Who cares its fucked up? Well everything that i've ever done was never good enough for any one Well now i'm having my revenge I'm going to burn you and your shit town Its all coming down The flames are shooting up and burning down Everything that you once tried to build Your world is falling apart And now you know how it feels My parents are killing me For the way that i am My world is falling apart And there is is nothing that i can do Well i'm gonna rip out your guts and throw'em against the wall Now you'll know my pain And i won't have to explain The hurt inside of my head Cause you'll all be dead And i'll be left all alone My mom and dad are destroying me And there is nothing that i can do Well i'm gonna fight back I'm gonna be heard You'll all know my name I'm gonna murder and massacure and burn your ass Teach you the meaning of pain You'll all know my name And my suffering

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[2] Jeremi B. Handrinos 28-Jan-03/12:26 AM Reply
yikes. yeah..that about says it all. you know i was going to come over here with a squad of superfiscialy intelligent fish heads and minions, and give you a pleasant berating, but then i read your poem,. and openly wept for abused 'childes' everywhere, and forget why i came...oh yeah to say well. NO-BRAINER.enjoy your time here. here's some dry turkey sole. 0. nah fuckit you apparently gave it all. granted a brick, an air ball, but what the hell. right? 2?
[0] razorgrin 28-Jan-03/11:14 AM Reply
"Like, ohmygawd, my parents are SOOO unfair!! They won't let me out to do crystal meth on a school night and they even say I wear too much makeup! Ohmygawd, I'm like so totally pissed. I'm going to make really half-assed inarticulate poemes about how I want to kill them!" Kiddo, you write like a nu-metal Charlie Manson. Except I doubt you could get any followers. Tell you what. I'll take you out on a nice Hot Topic shopping spree and then drive you up to the mall where you can scare the preppie normals. Cheer up, Buttercup! What exactly is a 'massacure'? A really bad manicure? Oh, yeah, I know. It's the result of a Grade 8 American public school education. Here, a zero of spoooky ragin' teenage angst.
[n/a] Ranger › razorgrin 28-Jan-03/12:08 PM Reply
Bad manicure! Wonderful!!! I love you razorgrin.
Look, pinkbunny person, I just read your other two, and I've already left a comment about the style. I think everyone's in agreement that teen angst doesn't make for good poetry, and if you want people to take you seriously then you need to at least try to write serious poetry. Even if it isn't any good, people will feel more inclined to give help to a serious work than to a pointless piece of rage. As miss zzinnia said to me, it's the people who give you criticism that will make you a better writer (mostly). Try something new, there'll always be people who will give you good advice.
Anyway, you should love your parents. Unless they beat you or something.