In my sights…
Trigger dancing on my finger
Thoughts of smiles and kicks
Fake thin bitches screaming for sweaty boys and men
Oh, the world is so bright
The sunshine and grass
My short skirt, tight ass
Look at me, look at me, I’m an athlete too.
I have always hated cheerleaders
All that joy and positivity
Don’t they realize the world is dark and wild
That pain and despair are the norm for the majority
I’m suppose to sit and watch
All smiles and cheer
As you shake your nasty ass across the field
Instead, I choose to
Shoot and Fire.
Down goes Bitsy, Mitsy and Claire
Now I have something to cheer about
False realities, spirit fingers and high kicks are gone.
I could never be a cheerleader
Looking around me, all I see is grey…
dih – 6/17/12