Get your pen out
Take a long time to think about
What you're expressing now
Let it all out
See the junk in your room
Get an idea of what your poetry is
It's a pipe dream
Contest 723
Writing all the worries down
Before I spin out
From staring at myself
Let's stop pretending
All my words are directed at someone else
There's space
The embodiment of nothing
These misdirected constructs
Stink with rancid haste
I like the taste, I like the taste
Did I just hear a falsehood
Guest in my obsession
I need a spike now
So I can profit off the point
Something that I like very much
I need a spike now
So I can profit off myself
Something that I like
Did I just hear a falsehood
Did I just hear a
Did I just hear it
Did I just hear it
When the sun doesn't shine anymore
How do we
Stay warm
Live in insecurity
Don't warn me
Before it all goes south
I can't see your face
I can't see your face
Did I just hear it