There’s Something I Need You To Know
By: Madison Sneath
I need you to know that When you speakEach of your wordsWeighs a poundAnd mine, a kilogram.
I need you to know thatWhen you’re walkingDown the street,You are merely a billboard:You catch my attention andI can stare at you.
You are more specialThan a billboard though,Don’t get me wrong,I don’t honk, or whistle,Or call billboards sexy.It would be ridiculous ifI asked a billboard to Get in my car.
You’re not as easyAs a billboard though,They display their numbersFor everyone to see But you just tempt meWith your walk,Swingin’ those curves— woooo!That voluptuous bottomFilling up my window…
But then you scrunch upYour face,Not as sexy as your smile,But a nice challenge,And you say some of thoseLight words in anUnflattering toneThat just brings a Smile to my face.
Then you turn around,Showing me your good side,And march away likeA kindergartener thatTotally just made theirBully have a change of heart.
I bet you have one of thoseHigh paying jobsWhere you order people around…
No.That can’t be true.To have a woman like youTelling me to get back to work,Telling me to push more paper?No.Success can’t exist for you.
I’m better than you.In every way.
I will get what I want.No matter the priceThat has to be paid.