i like choosin
to confuse
my muses with ridulous delusions
why would i do this
its useless
and kind of ruthless
yet toothless
down right stupid
like a psychotic cupid
moving to music
the i should be thru with
its really rude
its kinda lewd its
why would you choose this?
you gona prove it?
there a point to when you do shit?
tell someone you dont know, in a poem
how much you love her
when she tells you to go
why bother to suffer
just take the growth
and write another
poem or an ode
though you’ll never touch her
its not to hard
to touch hearts from afar
and provide the art
written in the stars
when its who you are
why do i do, the dumb shit i do?
why am i me, and why are you?
if i cant be wordless
in the way that i worship
because you deserve it
because youre still worth it
as long as you heard it
i’ll taka poem and serve it
you can call it a curse
but staying quiet hurts worse