My discourse to its extinction
to this parchment printed upon
my opinion impress no one
being ill-defined, pitched to the side.
To you, I weep in the absence of tears
a lament without a view
drifting and straying, confused indiscriminately
in this dark, sinister period.
I burst out with muted cry
this misery digs deep, I am unflinching
even in the absence of your appreciation
I know I am preeminent to you.
My message shall stimulate your thoughts
its depth shall exhibit my intellect
I am not weak, I am not weak, I am not less worthy
as I was yesterday.
HoldMyDrink (beck) W