This isn't about you, its about something grand
Something much bigger than you, I don't even think about you
Much
Anymore
you're a speck of dust in the universe of my void
no, That's nothing, empty words
(Note: Rewrite last two lines later.)
Perhaps later on
this will be about you
Only one way to find out,
Add this to your pile of readings
Before anything else,
Some chit-chat
Did you hear about the news?
Something to do with that country or that president?
Wasn't that crazy
And also topical
What an interesting thing for us to talk about
Surely we can add a lot to that conversation
How strange.
You seem disinterested when
The topic has nothing to do with
Y o u.
Don't worry,
You can pull your mental gymnastics
And decide that this was about
You too.
Yes.
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I speak with so much S u b t e x t
New Stanza
Still not about you
Maybe later.
Alright enough
Let's talk about you
Psych!
Got ya.
You wish I gave you thought
You wish, you fucking fuck
I'd rather talk about the weather
Today it was sunny, yesterday it rained
How was that? Was that good for you
Maybe I'll never talk about you again
Wouldn't that just be awful for you
So much reading for nothing
So much wasted time for nothing
Would you like a schedule of when you'll be relevant
To me
Wouldn't that be convenient?
YOU ARE READING
Don't Bother Reading This, It isn't about you
PoesíaIf you wanted to read a poem that was about you then you are in the wrong place. This is indeed, what some could call, a poem. But about you? Nope. So don't bother reading this one.
