Can you not hear yourself?
Do you see no issue with your personality?
If someone else talked that way about themself,
I highly doubt they'd receive your pity.

To me it seems the more you know
The less you think you know.
So if you wonder "Do I know,"
The answer's always "No."

A person persuaded me.
Pursing, they persued a path of persuasion, hyperbolically.

Personally, I was persuaded.
Perhaps no persuasion is performed perfectly,
But perfection is not prerogative.

Other people deserve help.
This is because they are human.

The writer is also human,
But the implication is hard to accept.

The solution:
Electrocution.
I want my tukey fried.

The evolution:
Resolution.
I think I almost tried.

The conclusion:
Absolution.
I guess I haven't died.

From confusion
To inclusion
With those to whom I'm tied.

Highly intelligent individuals
Stay just out of sight
Why do you need to look so hard?
Just let them find themselves

My feeling word is adjective.
My mood number is one to ten.
My goal was met, and now I get
To wonder when I'm free again.
I guess I'm unimaginative.

I recognize my ignorance,
Which means that I don't know.
But I also keep up vigilance
When knowledge is bestowed.

It may be an annoyance,
To learn what was unknown,
But also should be joyous
To see how much you've grown.

I hope it works out for you.
I hope your desires come through.
  As I'm lying in bed,
  The thoughts run through my head.
I guess thinking is all I can do.

At risk of sounding heartless,
I say **** your favorite artist.

You can say you think they've changed,
Or you can say they're still the same,
But if it's clear that they campaign
Against my rights and freedoms,
And you won't disagree with them,

I'm willing to admit,
I do not give a ****.

All machines are mechanical,
But I'm not a machine.

Socrates is mortal,
But he's not so smart anyway.

Mortality is universal,
And the universe is me.

I hope so.
I don't think so.

I wish for it.
I don't expect it.

I want it.
I'll never have it.

I work for it.
I won't achieve it.

The party's always over there is nothing more foreign or should I say ingenious say what would Judas priest of On my luck of the Irish coffee in the morning after the rain of terror eyes are up here you go, sir ten death and despair of pants the deer for water keyed entry way to go home is where the heart of the matter.

The Pen is mightier than the Sword?
The King of Hearts would have a word.

For what could be a mightier *****,
Much sharper than the stone and stick?

I brave the crowd
It's loud and raucous
Inhale their cloud
Absorb their talking

The songbirds sing
The air is still
The leaves are green
Unlike my will

The trees and songbirds
Pay no mind
No need to worry
But lots to find

What you do is what you know.

What you know is what you've seen.

What you've seen is not your fault.

So do your best; make cycles halt.

The Past and the Present,
Though neither are pleasant,
Both make me the person
That I am today

The Future that comes,
As the clock blindly runs,
Must be held by the reigns
So it won't run away

I guess it's just logical
Return of the Prodigal
Who traded their pants
For a pair half the size

It's good if you're able
To get yourself stable
With your life in your hands
Not in prejudiced eyes

There once was a ****** from France
Who lived with his brain in a trance
  They called him insane,
  So he climbed up a crane
And they sadly unbalanced his stance

Toasty toes
And a frosty nose
And a smile that glows
As along her way she goes

Because on her feet
Are a warm and fuzzy treat
That are tapping down the street
In a lovely laid-back beat

And she sees the stares
And she feels the passing glares
But she hardly even cares
It's a challenge no-one dares

So she walks along
Weaving proudly through the throng
And she sings her carefree song
Just so happy to belong

As her lover and friends
Never judge her based on trends
There's no need to make amends
With a world that just contends

Toasty toes
And a frosty nose
And a smile that glows
As along her way she goes