What I Want

I don't like it when you tell me what to do.

Cause it makes me think, you think

I give two flying fucks about you.

Listen closely, baby boy

I know you think that I'm just your little toy.

But if you try to make my life hell,

the toy I'll be is Annabelle.

I'll keep doing what I do best,

let's see if this puts your worries at rest,

I like me just as I am.

This poem is proof, I don't need a man.

Sorry if it seems like I'm snarling,

but being a dick, doesn't make yours any bigger darling.

So sorry if I seem blunt.

It's just I do this thing called

WHAT I WANT.

Author Notes: Sorry that I haven't been able to upload recently!!! I am now in HS so my schedule may be a little bit different.