[Tyr Zalo Hawk]: 712.Poetry.The 'Boring' Kid's Story.V2

I can’t stand the way that they do it
Taking a swig or a puff
All of them drowning their conscience away
‘Til they’ve had far more than enough

They’ll laugh and they joke when they’re sober
And they’ll always find it “funny”
When Laurie throws up, or when Phil freaks out.
Must be fun to waste lives and waste money

The worst of it is that they dare to believe
Dare to think I’m as wretched as they
On the outside I’m quiet, and politely say “No.”
But deep down inside what I’d like to say

Is ‘To HELL with you drinkers and druggies!
You’re wasting my air, and IQ
While some of us try to make progress in life
You seem content with just making due.

“This class is too hard” I hear you complain
And so my education’s on hold
Because people like you, just can’t get a clue
And learn to do what you’re told

I don’t want your pathetic excuses for why
All I want is to not go at your pace
To get something done, for once in my life
So will you please just get out of my face?

You throw away perfect ambition
To gouge out your chances at fame
To be recognized as more than a number
Because in the end, you’re all just the same

You think that this drinking and smoking you do
Is worth all the nonsense it brings?
That falling down stairs, and throwing up beer
Is better than the knowledge of kings?

Well if I didn’t have to go wasting my breath
By “talking” to your kind of trash
Think of all of the things I could do with my life
If it weren’t for your secondhand ash.

I could run longer and farther than ever before
I could enjoy an intelligent debate
And yet here I stand, while you babble on
About your drunken excuse of a date.

You want to count me among your enemies?
Well GOOD, ‘cause I already am!
I’ll never approve, and I’ll never concede
That your “life” is more than a sham.

So go make my day, if you’re daring enough
Quit, and then you’ll know this is true:
Intolerance like mine isn’t “bringing us down”
It’s acceptance of people like YOU.