the Good, the Bad, the Ugly.

While some say they love me, And I feel no one's above me,
I know most are actin' funny, Why can't these days stay sunny?

Playing me for a dummy, As I'm the bee chasing the honey,
Ya'll Thinking I feel crummy, When she really got me all clumsy.

So many get touchy, When I speak my mind toughly,
And although she's quite busty, Her person is quite crusty.

Maybe I'm the ugly ducky, Who has gone a bit nutty,
As these words rhyme roughly, And my face looks a bit scruffy.

It's amazing how I shove thee, Into simply wanting to belove me;
I deal with it all - the Good, the Bad, the Ugly.


*Definetly not one of my more...elegant blogs as far as vocabulary goes, but if you understand the lines and recognize the messages behind them, you'll see that with my simple words come very complex stories. If you don't understand a line or so, let me know and I'll update this with some explanations.


"A little bit less, can be a little bit MORE."
-em;