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Poems: Confessions of a Closet Perfectionist
Secretly living as a Type A personality
Please don’t put it that way
Why would you do it like that?
That’s what I really want to shout, but something is holding me back
Oh my goodness did you even make an effort at this?
Is there something wrong in your brain?
Watching you move so foolishly yet I’m the one going insane
It’s loss and not lost though the dead have no need of being found
Its they’re (a contraction) not th (eir) or (ere) when “they are” to come around
If I see one more person write then when the word should be than
Then I’ll be forced to “Serial Mom” you so you can do anything other than..
Do you enjoy trying to torture me doing things the way you do? Walking slowly, Working snail pace
Isn’t the world better if you just learn to think like me? Cause I’d die if I had to think like you.
Are you even going to make that straight?
Did you notice you missed that spot too?
All I know is if it were me living your life I’d do it way better than you
You slacker, lazy airheaded freak
Making my head hurt and my heart ache every time you move without concern
Don’t you realize whatever you do should be perfect and neat?
Who truly wants you doing things your way when it’s my way you should seek?
Which just so happens to be my way, in everything I do and in the words I say
Don’t you get it?
I want you to do things a certain way.
Still I’ll keep secretly screaming in my head,
“WHY DON’T YOU JUST DO IT RIGHT, DO IT FAST, DO IT MY WAY INSTEAD?"
© 2012 K. Hodge-Shorter
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