I'm not a genius,
But I'm smarter than what you take me for.
The butterflies in my stomach never go away.
You're not clever!
So don't try to pull that shit on me.
Those jokes are used constantly,
At least against me.
I've learned to deal with it.
My friends tell me that's not healthy.
But when you hold it in no one has to know about that activity.
You don't have to waste precious time,
Sitting there telling one about your dreams.
There are the few that take me for a genius,
But that's only because they don't know the real me.
YOU ARE READING
Last Night
PoetryDark poem collection from the span of a few years, slowly editing the early ones. The later ones are pretty good. Don't be afraid to give feedback. Please read, vote, and comment!
