I Figured I Would Write a Poem

To sate your growing brain.

For if you’re on this trip with me,

I’ve little to explain.

The concepts I will share with you

Will take you to the moon.

Then you can say you got their first

And write a blissful tune.

The people who would run from me

Are only so afraid

Of revealing intimate

Details they would have paid

To keep from understanding

You don’t know why they are dumb?

They are afraid of the real truth.

It’s just a rule of thumb.

I said that you’re stupidity

Will not become my woe

But it’s an inescapable

Reality to hoe.

I wish that I were never born

So much for that shit now.

I do not want to live this life

I don’t even know how.

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