Paradox

Seems what ever I say
it turns around and bites me in the arse.
Whatever I do it's wrong.
Some my label me a victim.
Well I say fuck them and shit on that,
I don't conform, you won't bring me down.

I can never win I won't let my self
If you don't beat me then I will.
But don't be fooled
I will fight back tooth and nail.

I'm a paradox, on the one hand I'll kick your arse
On the other I'm as fragile as bone china.
I have hard crust but an oozy gooey centre.
I'm easily maimed .
But I can't be tamed.

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: West London, GBR

Favorite Poets: Pablo Neruda , Jack Kerouac, Alan Ginsberg, D.H Lawrence, Jim Morrison's lyrics,

Comments

Kailashana2

13 years 9 months ago

It seems to me that you don't

It seems to me that you don't care much for my opinion enough to ever acknowledge my presence on your poem. That's ok, I'll say it anyway: an awesome poem. Probably your best and tells you like you are. And that's a good thing, self-acceptance is the best gift
we can ever give ourselves.

However, not one of us is a paradox, we're comprised of seeming opposite energies...