Cracking down as a brute force
My grumble as I walk hand burried pillowed
Into deniem I seek a thought ballon pop
While eyes glaze at telephone over sidewalk
Conjuring up, what I could be passing up
What party what even who am I missing out
I stay informed on social norms hashtag whatup
My criticism plagiarism from unoriginal blog
I'm informed with all this knowledge
When the internet dead I solve it
When the plumbing broke I call it
I bitch online for better customer service
I buy prep H then hail fury over hater
Whose hubris friends habitually abusive
Introspection? I take plenty of selfies
I have my smile as my lockscreen
I look inside of me plenty
A sinister proclamation
Coming from one who's willingly admitting
Hours I've spent playing video gaming
Its not good healtjy annoyingly addicting
I see histrionic woman sitting at mall
Clutching child 5.5 inches while maccob
Guzzling fuel into her immaculate machine
Created by artisans exploting tax invasion schemes
But the worry ignorant
Systemic from her purpose
From profile to livesteam
Its all about me
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Poem Journal
PoetryThis is a work of fiction. There are some dark things here. There are some light things here. But most of all, there are realistic things here.
