Lemme tell ya

Lemme tell YOU
If its not raining outside
And you're inside complaining about
Weather
You might be from a planet made of kazoos.
How fucking annoying.
That's how it is
When I sit in a coffee shop
And someone
Has turned
My favorite
Jazz song
Into
A christmas song.
That's how you feel
When you're a kid
And your temporary tattoo wears off.
That's how you feel
As a grown up
When someone calls your tasks "little"
Or "cute"
That's how a skunk feels
When he tap dances.
That's how I looked
At my first prom
I heard I looked beautiful
But by the time my father ever told me
I forgot whose name I was listening for.
That's how you feel
When you cut onions
You fucking cry
Because this week
Has made me weak
Because this month
Is a moth
Humping
The luminous glow
Of  candle lit shit.
Because lemme tell ya
That's just how nature works