(Full disclaimer this poem was inspired by a dick joke. I simply can not Deny it)
People think big
My house is bigger than yours forget i own nothing but the house its bigger
I got less sleep than you
I got more
It's bigger even if it's smaller
My leg is the biggest
A girl knows the unfortunate truth
It's microscopic
Question
Why do men fixate on there penis size
If its to big it defeats the purpose as it will kill the wielder and the one they've used it on
Manslaughter through suicide
Second question
If some one compares there penis to Pluto is it still what they think it is or does it become somethin else
People thing bigger
My bed is bigger than yours
Forget all the sleepless nights
I bombed your country first So I'm bigger more successful
And deffinitly not In economic depression
Country's are always bigger than they really are for example
The UK is a load of islands all United together
But Ireland is one Island but two country's
See
We're so focused on the bigness of are big things we don't look Any closer than the size
Like the cracks in a gem Are way more beautiful and intricate than a flawles one and yet people pay more for the other
Its the same with people in a way
Atleast as far as I can see generally speaking
Generally
Leisurely
Skipping the people that don't conform to what I believe because what I beleive is of course bigger
Damaged people are often the best kind of people
Like really good quality whole sale goods
There's so much more to them than sizes
There scars both real and not speaks to me like gravity pulls people closer to each other
Like rotting food can be used to make fertiliser and fertiliser can be used to make trees that blossom
You dont need to hide from me
I love the ugly purple lines on the skin of people
Not the reason for them
But because I know for a fact they went against the world and lived
I love those who hide there tears in the rain because there smart
I love those who see things that arnt technically there because there imagination is closer to a gods
I love the tattooed people because they loved art so much they desided to improve the artistic masterpeice that is themselves with even more art
I love the different
The ones who dont think bigger but think smaller
The ones who dream big
But look at every detail
The crazed crazy people's babble are the ones that speak my language
I love them
Like the world loves being a planet
Like the world thinks big
Because in comparison they and we are Pluto
Surrounded by black holes comets and meteors with a sun added to the equation
Because we are so not a planet
But we are so so much more
YOU ARE READING
The Echoing Shadows of my Soul
Poesíamy poetry. not much else i can say. poetry is the raw parts of what i truly am. Some of it is good some of it is bad Trigger warning just to be sure I guess XD LOOKING FOR A EDITOR
