damn me

there are various types of people you come across in life, you being one of them for someone else. here is a fictitious first person tone, of one such type of person.. 

any resemblance to real people and qualities (or lack of, whatever you want to call) is purely intentional.

you want to label me disgusting, 

i act disgusting, you have the say;

you hate my selfishness, i cling

your hatred wins, it’s there to see.

i am quietly getting crushed, shh

that’s what i like, and you seem to;

i have no say, no credibility, hush;

no value, no place; just as a joke.

i am helpless, and you’ll stomp then

corrupt scruples, gray morals, false;

kidding me, for you are more serious;

mocking me, i am just a dufus  then.

layers of falsity, pretence, why why,

why do i want to do those things;

no guts, no spine, no vile for these;

i ask myself, why am i? why why why.

placeholder friend, no right to rights;

nothing good, irritating actions of mine

none so guts, and only frustrating guts

fell an evil uncomfortable shield of mine.

soaring hatred, pathetic importance;

i have thought these of other people;

for once when they show up and act 

as one i have thought them of, it’s easy;

for the social code to label them as above..

i feel i have a valid reason to label them.. what a pity!