whyyou're so mean
stop
*shakes head*
*is embarrassed*
*sighs*
*is upset*
*gets back to work*
st- ugh
stop
*giggles*
*hits patrick*
congratulations patrick
now you have to read a whole lot of crap
patrick, are you sure
*1 continues giggling*
*2 continues typing*
i was like, what
stealing
did you type that
this poem is terrible
no. It is the greatest
sadly, talent isn't appreciated
allusions to illusions
contradictions to controversy
poetry and relevance
but why
as i give fire to the mortal,
the gods shine down with their hatred
it's all relative
the words we think
the thoughts we say
how can you define
who's poetic if we're all on the line
we rhyme and we rhyme
all of the time
*wants to hit patrick*
you, see
all the laws and all rules
adherence is expected
my poems are exceptions
do you not understand
the free form brilliance i type with my hand
copying people's words
observing their expressions
all around are our inspirations
fifty three lines are my greatest exclamation
ask me my riddle
call me a sphynx
this poem makes no sense
finally i am free
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What Takes Place In Raybeezy's Creative Writing Class
PoetryI DIDN'T REALIZE I ALREADY PUBLISHED THIS, BUT IDEC