My Words Spoken
Broken bones to stepping stones
Can you do this for me. can you do that for me
" Pretty Please"?
For you're a parasite that feeds on the bad mishaps
of a good heart's kindness for weakness.
Listen to mine.
I could care more or less about yours.
For you're a dirty floor rug
that receives miles and miles of foot trample
upon someone's front door.
You're only good for the bandaging of others
broken bones from stick and stones.
For you my friend are merely someone's