Lip Service
So did you do it?
Did you do what you said you were going to?
What you promised you would do?
I didn’t think so.
You can’t be counted on.
You’re just like all the others.
Oh, you don’t want me to classify you?
To lump you in with all the rest of them?
What the hell is so different about you?
You say you’re different, but all you’ve given me so far is
the same old shit.
Lip Service.
All I’ve gotten is
fucking lip service.
Don’t you realize your actions say all I need to hear?
Fat Bottom Girl Said What 
Damn Straight!
Thanks for reading Adam!! 🙂
I know that sentiment all too well. I hate that I’ve reached a point in my life when I can expect the worst and it’s rare for people to surprise me otherwise.
Do you think you reach an age where you become cynical, or is it just experiences that make us that way?
If you’re asking whether I tried the bacon and peanut butter thing yet, the answer is no. I’m sorry to disappoint you.
If not, then you’ve got an excellent little piece of rage here. Keep up the good work!
Quite disappointed to know you haven’t tried the bacon and peanut butter thing yet, but I don’t think you actually promised to try it. It’s the promises I fear. I just hate it when someone promises something and doesn’t deliver. I don’t want anyone to make promises they can’t keep, so I figure it’s best not to promise. Just do what you say you’re going to do, or shut your bacon hole!! 😉
How’s that for rage?? lol