Don't feel sad sadie-chan. You still have people that care about you. My face has turned beat red under the heavy hood I wear. They are all laughing with crumbling faces at my solitude. But I persevere with a hopeful beat playing in my chest. The words that tumble like stones from my throat, They strike back the crowing critics! The message that vibrates the passive masses, It silences the pale mic in my hand! With a new beat rattling the walls of my brain, I cast off the blackened hood of my past! I throw away the boy of yesterday! And I scream to the stars! "Just try to bring me down! You will never win!" The mic I held has become a hypersonic shot, Breaking the sordid night into an uncertain day. But that is the future I have created from dreams.

I love poems

cringe

again, they probably don't know what to do.

oh, well, then, i honestly don't know bc i'm Useless lol

welllll no shit, i annoy most people ;00

and i call myself useless

No Jap