Talk behind me,
Gossip about me,
Say all you want,
Hate all you want..

Idiot? Come on bloke, you can do better,
Bloated? A fat joke, I expected better,
Ugly? Truth isn't an insult, my good sir,
Lazy? Now you're getting there, sir..

The thing is, my good man,
Your words are like mists, man,
Cold, but bearable,
Old, just a person's babble..

Maybe you should try again next time,
Life had gave me better insult and lime,
My friend, I heard your harsh words and seen your petty glare,
But in the end, I just couldn't find it in me to even care..


© Syah