Words

Words
Some people utter them simply to make a noise,
Some are spoken, but meant to be kept between the boys.
But what annoys and destroys all the thoughts that we employ,
Is that the words that we choose to use, well, some we need to avoid.
Bullshit, fuck, douschebag, cunt.
Words given meaning for you to be able to what?
SPEAK THEM.
I’m sorry that the words relayed are a little abrasive,
But it’s better they come right for you rather than remaining evasive.
We become persuasive because of our choice of these words,
Nouns plus an adjective and the occasional verb…
We speak to convey our thoughts or position,
Some might say, “I must pay student loans.” I say, “Fuck tuition.”
Now the first might imply that a person is polite, but your sentence, though factual, does not contain your plight.
I think it’s fair to say, the latter statement was informative,
Even just reading it, you can imagine me performing it.
These words indicate, describe, portray and explain, everything from love, hate, jealousy, guilt and pain.
So excuse me for indicating that my perspective has zeal, why say anything at all if you don’t get how I feel?
“Blow me” means no thank you. “Fo sho” means of course. If we’re going to “put something in the air” that means meet me on the back porch.
But my words, much like my passion are a necessity of existance, the reason I speak and write like I do is because I don’t believe in resistance.
Your brain produces thoughts, but society installs a filter, and not saying what you mean will soon knock you off kilter. So as we pilfer the opinion from snobs on political correctness, you’ll read this rant or my blogs and you probably won’t get this…
But if you don’t do what you say and say what you feel, any feeling of freedom is not really real.

Casey Anthony is a shit head.