i’m that fucking pimple

everyone wants gone

been building up for 30 years

that thing that carries all your

unwanted and hidden processes

will you pop me?

will you let me go?

if you pop me wrong

i might just scar you

and poor you

you might have to scar

for another 100 years.

will you let me be?

to age and dry

and fade away?

well i might still

scar you even so.

you’ll feel me

and see me

i’m your pimple

staring at you in the mirror

and should you pop me

i might come back

on your nosetip.