Poems...

She moves like a penguin, without flight

of stupid words and pointless lies.

my face turns red, filled with spite.

when she speaks, my thought dies.

she is so unaware, she cannot see the light.

i avoid interaction, eye to eye.

Im infected with your stupidity

with half a brain, or maybe less

there's not a thought in your proximity.

your words are nothing, not absorbed but surpressed.

Do something productive, not limit your activity.

Your in a hole, knowing nothing of success.

Every word makes me cringe.

every move makes me freeze.

we put up walls, but you impinge.

We ignore but you appease

We push you to the fringe

You are nothing but disease