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Who are You?

Who are you?

Who the bloody hell are you?

I mean, you think you can say what the hell you want about me right?

Slag me off, slag everyone off that knows me

 

Who are you?

Who the bloody hell are you?

You come in here thinking you own the place

Well, you do, but you don’t deserve to

You strut around like a bloody teenager

When you dance, you command the floor

but let’s face it, no one else has a chance!

 

Who are you?

Who the bloody hell are you?

You and your bird brained stupid ideas

You actually think you can be someone?

Be well known, people will recognise you!

What a frigging laugh, you’re joking me yea?

 

Who are you?

Who the bloody hell are you?

You want people to like you,

feel sorry for you even

What a bloody joke you are!

 

Who are you?

Who the bloody hell are you?

Come on, who are you?

And anyway who am I?

I’m the person I’m asking, saying;

Who are you?

Who the bloody hell are you?

 

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Bahun Iawphniaw

Thu 12th Oct 2023 14:55

nobody but expressing it out is better than storing inside your pocket(Body).😄
Very meaningful poem.Hats off to you Sir.

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