Poem: Not Angry

Not angry
Just antsy
Not fancy
Not classy
but not trashy
I fancy the simple things
not wine and diamond rings
because those things

don't catch my attention

and are no where near my intentions
I don't want no more hurt 

in my soul
cause I am not a hole in one
or one who's gone
just a little troubled
like bubble
gum in my hair
so don't stare
and don't fear
and don't dare
me to erupt
cause the ashes
of my heart will
suffocate and
deteriorate
any off beat in my path
because the road
I travel is pot-holed
broken and not paved
and I don't save
the pain for gain
cause it would leave me
insane

© Linette Rabsatt