Hated

The Afghan Wigs

i smoke a pack a day

i hit the pipe sometimes

& drink my pay

screw my friends

understand my need to offend

come home & smack the woman around

tried to apologize

but she deserved it that i know

strangled with her pantyhose

what's with the flowers

can't YOU smell me

i buried YOU & still YOU kill me

with all your crying i can tell

that your disease will make me well

twist your head so i can witness

come & crawl inside my sickness

i'm hated

undisguised

never known why

now i like it