Oh god.
It brings back the pod
That seeds memories
And yet it still wants to dismember me.
They don't think but they do speak-
Teasing and blaming everyone who is weak-
I don't need to be a hypocrite,
And I will not be unspoken like I'm unlit.
Being unknown fully like a some little twit,
And I won't be tasted and Spat out,
You will swallow me up and believe me without doubt.
So I'll stay the way I am
Why'll you try to be in what you consider a cool little clan.
So go ahead be a jerk with your little smirk.
Why'll I smile and walk away and get done with my work.
Go ahead and throw your words like mace,
Because I'll destroy them with disgraceful words of taste.