So I have to explain myself,
Like, put me on a shelf,
With Tolkien and his elf.
As if I'm that good.
Don't give me the cred,
For that thing you said.
Don't go into my head,
And try to analyze my mood.
It's not that deep,
Into your brain it wont seep.
A product of a deranged creep;
Try eating thoughts for food.
Make an effort to analyze.
Try to make, to synthesize
An original idea. Fantasize
And try to stand where I stood.
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