So
I'm weird
Weird weird weird.
It has a nice ring to it
I'll keep the label
And give you this soup can
See its label?
It's expired too
Like how you will be too soon
I'll label you
Bully.
YOU ARE READING
I'm Starting To Think...
Poetry...that everything can come together. It can tell us what we are. It can tell us what the meaning of everything is... If you just smile, You'll see the whole world. Now just smile. {Warning: Old. Bad. Old+Bad= Very bad.}
