why don't i...

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    why don't i...

    why don’t I stop bullshitting and speak my mind
    why don’t I stop procrastinating and get whats mine
    why don’t I act like a man instead of a punk
    why don’t I give you what you need instead of what I want
    why don’t I know what the fuck to do
    why don’t I do me and let you do you
    why don’t I see what you try so hard for me to see
    why don’t I be what you try so hard for me to be
    why don’t I understand what comes next
    why don’t I understand love don’t equal sex
    why don’t I want to take this where you want to go
    why don’t I don’t I accept it when you say no
    why don’t I stop asking questions I don’t want answered…

    why don’t i…

    (c) a.don.is 2009

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    orbits4 commented on why don't i...

    09-03-2009

    To ask why is a big question that everyone asks them selves no matter what their situation my be. I think you did a good job with expressing yourself. This could be read from a male or females perspective. I give it a 10.

    adonis

    09/18/2009

    Thank youy for your insight :)

    ccslim commented on why don't i...

    05-18-2009

    To ever ask why! wOOt! You touched inside and outside with this!

    adonis

    09/18/2009

    Thanks :)

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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