Honestly I think love a hater, especially the ones I drive crazy with all my ways as a troublemaker.
A walking, talking nightmare you can’t scare out. My mischief really makes my mother wanna pull her hair out.
It even makes my sister cry out. When I was two years old I almost gouged my older sister’s eyes out.
Many think I need a doctor and a preacher. At school I’m the reason why you have moody teachers.
I gamble with trouble and you could never stop my hand. It didn’t work when adults tried to pop my hand
One minute I’m lazy, consequences don’t faze me because I’ll continue to drive you crazy.
This is who I am, I’ve never been a faker. Forever the peacetaker, I am the troublemaker.
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Joe Patterson
Hi I'm Joe Patterson. I am a writer at heart who is a big geek for film, music, and literature, which have all inspired me to be a writer. I rap, write stories both short and long, and I'm also aspiring to be an author and a filmmaker.
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