Neurotic stupid bastard All fucking drained and hagard, Crumbling beneath the weight Of the fact he's an insensate. Cries his anguish unto the world And gives himself up to a girl, He knows full well what he has done But he's only just begun. Affections sweet as honey Reflections cold as money, Yet it all does him no good For his head is made of wood. He will swear that he is insane And from the world estranged, Only later to find out He's just a common lout. He'll make an outcry against himself Then cheers to his own health, He believes half of what he says And then counts on your naiveness. But pay not too much mind For I'm sure that you will find, Its all part of being the emotion exploiting bum... A poet shit, just like this one. -Ian
Reason for writing:
BAH, vaffanculo.
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