Sometimes I think I need a straitjacket for my mind

What I can't stand
Is a bitch ass know-it-all
The self-appointed judge of others
Pounding their hatchet-like gavel down executioner style
Cutting off the breath of someone else's creative vision
So what if its rubbish
I think it's mighty selfish
Of you to demand perfection
If they pour heart and soul into their words
Retrieving angst and secrets from the deepest pit of their personal hell
If its fake bullshit pulled out of your ass then it might as well
Be nothing at all
I have to commend the gall (not)
The protective cup around your private (identity)
Take it off and fight like a man; then you might
Get your point across
Yet also get knocked flat on your ass
Ya wee lass
I'm just rambling random bullshit now
Purple cow
Meow meow
Oh I don't make sense?
Oh then white wash my graffiti decorated fence!
Fuck me over and make me perfect (sike)
My weirdness is part of who I am
Fuck it if I'm not precise
I wanted to keep this short and concise
But I'm having fun writing this
Don't like my words?
No one said you had to read it
I know I don't know everything
I'm no Frost, Browning, or Poe
I'm a ridiculous mental person
Oh, woe is me!
No rhyme scheme!
No specific dream!
No structure!
It's all fractured!
Well too goddamn bad.