Get Out My Face Poem by Gary McPhail

look into my eyes without your brain tryin to realise, i hate to see you analyse,
I fantasize and channel ride, you coincide and battle minds,
I dread the times, seeing the mimes tryin to calm with the sound of chimes,

read my lines because I hear my ryhmes,
any chance you get I hope you find,
a meaning to my lines, where its me who is allowed to whine
I want to make it fine, you dont want to shine,
I sensed a sign, now nothing seems kind,

Pushed too far, a scar for every sin,
weve raised the bar, now im cutting your skin,
one or two to the chin, push you on your back,
I picked up the slack, so I rushed to attack,

Im walkin with pace, this place is a disgrace,
I got an infectious taste I feel the waste,
ive been placed in the page, now im ready to engage,
so get out my face and feel my rage