Honestly? It doesn't matter

if you can accept me for me

I promise i'm not all I seem

I’m Two-Dimensional, Dull, Irrelevant


I was raised to speak my mind

but the world only loves the quiet

and pretends its as if something portent

is about to appear -- riot!riot!riot!


so accept that I'm not Rational, since

my many missives laid out all you should expect

Their world, this world, that world is breathtaking

and mine is a taker of of slow, decrepit breaths


my misnomer surrounds me, astounds! me

I may be voluble, but i'll never be reticent

I want see the depth, to be an aesthete -

but not to flout so-called Truths and so my Arrogance



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