tHe deFinItioN OF thE MOSt rADicaL pOem of alL TIMe!.!

Can You see your soul?

No?

Well I can.

Imagine, you with your lone self.

Just you, and that inevitably amazing thing us humans call a soul, even a brain.

It carries you to class, to the lunch table, and pushes you 

to have simple minded conversations with the baboonious commentators

that mock and swarm our footsteps. 

You know that you don't belong with those kind.

You keep to yourself,

but by self, you keep your inner most comments, theories, and illusions.

Sure, you blabber about just as those immensly minuscule brains around you do.

But you admittedly know that you have a broader, more articulate

sense of self than those morons.

Sometimes you may think you could go about life without those

*cough *cough "immaculate brains" (excuse my french)

However, you very well know that those brains are the reason

you understand how elite your own is. 

But, who says they aren't the same as your own,

hiding their secrets of intelligence just to portray as someone

they despise but truthfully know they could never fully immerge to be.

To have nothing but ones self is easily the most challenging yet fulfilling task

to overcome.

That is why so many rather hide themselves amongst those

not nearly as evident to this life

than to endure a lonesome life.

Lonesome lives are considered "weird" or "nerds" or just straight up "creeps"

but those are the words of the morons, not the creeps.

The creeps are those who embody the most radical beings

to exist in the spherical atmosphere (if it is even a sphere).

To be alone, persay on an island, with just ones self,

is all one truly needs, no morons permitted.

Ask yourself, do you see your soul?

Why yes, yes you do know.

You know you are all yourself, needs

in this life of morons; in this spherical atmosphere;

engulfed by hidden intelligence.

Be you, let that little counter morone shine, because you are you.

What more could one need?

Oh yeah, nothing,

Yourself aka your soul.

 

Don't forget, the way you interpret this poem is because of your individual soul

This poem is about: 
Our world

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