Sarcasm

The Unfettered

Hello. My name is Ryan. I write poetry and love to sing, though I'm not very good at it. I am one of the largest nerds (Nerdfighters!) on this planet, but I still have the ability to carry on normal conversation with those less "exposed" to my favorite things. I can solve a 3x3x3 Rubik's Cube in 46 seconds, though I still consider that slow, and I can solve a 4x4x4 though I have never timed myself. I rarely post anything on here anymore, and never posted a "lot" anyways, but I DO want this to slowly become what my mind is on a day to day basis. I realize that this goal is ultimately impossible and it is ridiculous to even attempt it, but I will anyway.

Sarcasm

Undoubtedly, my reality is cloudy,
but still I feel it’s real, so Fuck you!
Who are you to tell me that what I think is wrong?
You see, this song is more than words.
It’s all. This is me. Only syllables and expressions,
rhythms and reflections, but me.
It’s practically blasphemy, hindering mental casualties
and stopping only for air.
It’s unfair that I am expected to abandon
my method for yours. I wont.
With narcissistic empathy, my nonexistent sympathy
unfaltering. Just altering its being. I’m seeing
things that were never there. I’m going to stare
down these abominations until they dissipate. I blame you.
So thank you.

1 year ago
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