One time they told me that I'm not a poet,
I told them boldly since they did not know it.
They said back coldly "Then why don't you show it?"
I said "It's only a poem if you grow it."
They said "What's that mean? Are you going crazy?"
I said "Exactly, this room's going hazy."
They said "You're nasty, do you fear your safety?"
I said "I'm happy since you're here to save me."
They said "That's funny, you think we're your friends."
I said "You're nothing, I think you're pretend."
I've got no money, ka-ching's at an end,
I must do something, I think I'll offend.
What did you think?
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This is really great. Conflict sucks doesn't it? I hate it when people actually say that you're something when you prove it to be, but a true friend would actually encourage you to do as you please over forcing it upon you. Do as you please and screw the haters. 
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Dax
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Yay!!
That is all i really have to say.
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This self conflict, you seem to be having a lot of poetry related conflict lately.
[I said "You're nothing, I think you're pretend."]
You know, you don't HAVE to listen to the voices in your head. I ignore mine. >.>
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