So Here I shall display a poem. It's funny because when I write this stuff, I think it's so good, but now reading over it. I believe it sucks, but I'll put it up anyways:
If this moment was savored like planned why do I feel like I’ve wasted time?
So eager to please,
So calm to the defeat,
The brilliant smile makes the world go round,
Tightly wrapped in lies and treats,
The fall of the hero, so gentle
The fall of the victim, so violent
The fall of my heart, so deadly
So scream the words you’ve been dying to say,
Re-attach what’s been thrown away,
Replace the lies with bright colors and plastic smiles,
Re-trace the steps you’ve taken,
Re-look what you’ve missed,
Ignore this.
