Insane they said. Insane and they took one step away. Always laughed at the thought of it And to think, they wouldn't cry. Last I was. To fall behind the world. But above the ones behind me. They would never catch up to me. Tomorrow I will Show them how quickly I can take control. My reflexes are faster than their wits. For the first time, I would be known. For the first time, I would sit atop. For the last time, I would be the laughing stock of my family. Immature they guessed. But I have done a lot of growing while they blinked. While they waited for an absolution I became their monster. I became their disease. No big deal A waste of space they claimed. But I once was the best thing, The only thing they ever wanted. "Finally no more." But who will be laughing? Who will be suffering when I bring the pain? When the "insane" one, Will be the sanest one in their world?
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Birth sign: Gemini
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