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dollops of dandermighty mousers meander—cats with cattitude. . © 2020 Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
Man … "You Cannot Be SERIOUS !" ... You AIN'T … " John Mc….." ... !!!!! And That's A FACT … Why You Trying To Play BAD … ? When You AIN'T … " Mike Jack " … !!!?!!!
What is with ...... All This ATTITUDE ... ?!? It Seems The In Thing ... To Simply Be RUDE ... !?! People In The World ... Are Now So Crude .... !!!!!!!
You got an attitude, You need to go back to grattitude. Always assuming things. And look what that brings "Attitude"
My attitude is mine, it does not reflect on you personally I do not have the energy for that Not to mention the world revolves around the sun not you My attitude reflects on my inner workings
Who changed my thoughts and feelingsher attitude towards me, believe me who made me alive and long lastingher attitude towards me, believe me who made me happy and dreamy
When having no one by your side...Walk Alone When you see dreams with open eyes...Walk Alone When you have a vision of a beautiful life...Walk Alone When no one understands, no one supports... Walk Alone
Thoughts are not reality They don't mean a thing Believing your thoughts can be devastating What your thinking may not be true A rush to judgment that may really hurt you
So me not wanting ice cream means I have an attitude..right? Me not wanting to be anywhere near you after you lied through your teeth about me, counts as an attitude?
Dear Attitude, The sky is the limit, so you better lift your spirit. Dream like a fool and forget that the world is cruel. Now stop dreaming, and act like it.
Within my body, Like layers of muscle fused, Lies the diamond: hope.
Agitation sets in. Rays of sunshine assault the roost. Orange beams awaken the cock. Obnoxious is my neighboring early bird.
Small and quiet This frail child, Always seeking validation from others Always wanting to know what she did was okay Did she look right? Did she walk right? Is her hair in place? Is she sitting up straight?
Like some monument to comfortyou shirk dutyyoustroll the reckless streetson some shapely saunter throughthe pages of a mystery novelyouwindow shop for marvels
That's a start - in the room of my heart. My thoughts do not contain certitude, For there stands before me a physical facsimile Of you. Except lacking your attitude. Your timorous tone, You threw,
Brittle like glass she was Every light shone through her And no matter what she does People always stare It makes her feel so edgy She cuts them razor sharp Only to magnify her beauty
Take out negative attitude Now accept you have latitude Living in the free land Our choice is where we stand We need to show our gratitude
I see so much potential, yet these girls,
Love Don't hate Uplift Appreciate Be the light In the dark We bully We miss the mark Encourage Be slow to speak Don't prey On the weak Compliment
They often don't think before they speak, Some words are strong, While others are weak. Some people are different, Some are strange. But those who are selfish, They must change.
As I lay down in bed I think about what I could have done differently I think about what my life could have been What if my dad had never left? What if my sister would have never been born?
We've been told from a young age How beauty is and ought be defined From a young age I have felt resigned Feelings of innadaquacy I could not assuage Actors, makeup, body type, it's all staged
Do not be like a jagged rock; static, forlorn, yet easily eroded. Do not be like the mountain; overbearing, ignorant, unmovable. Do not be like the wind; blowing too hot or very cold.
Walking the halls Is harder than you think Losing friends Can happen in a blink Having stress And feeling depressed Are all the things I'm trying to express
We are surrounded by people and things, By those who are chained and by those who have wings, By those who love life and dare to dream, And by those who are scared to even be seen.
Attitudes, How do they teach me? Smart remarks, How do they help me? I'm defiant? I just want to learn. Rowdy classes and rude students, do you care? You just pass us 'cause we're here.
Instantaneous instinct in the shadows of My yesterday; the nostalgic scent sickens me. What used to plunge my soul in hypnosis Is now a long-lost, hurtful memory, A reflection in which I've built immunity
Lighten up butter ball and get cooking.
I am the one for the talk The walk has commenced And I refuse to be the fool Playing the jester's part You tell me lies I smile Graciously actlike I agree And walk away