Here’s a little something I’ve been working on.
Not Me by Kin Assassin
Kiss the ground and begin to pray
because this is not a play day
I’m the one directing this play
See past you like an x-ray
Less fun than a 1800s soiree
all the words we choke out, they decay
Why do you still need to obey
I speak in riddles to confuse you
What if your eyes were baby blue
And all my lies were untrue.
Take it all away and there are just two
Me and you, simple rule.
Hold up. Let’s redo.
Take a step back and review
Do you see me with a beer can?
Guzzling away like a real man
If so, put on that dress Roxanne
I’ll check the oil pan
and we stick to the plan
You get stuck hold the frying pan.
We only got one life span.
We reached my end
I got to work around the bend
you need to defend
reflect those stares and mend
not me, but the others you’ve apprehend
the broken heart of other men
I feel bad for your best friend
because that definitely isn’t me.
These gifts are getting up to some mischief…