I called in sick today from work.
My boss thinks that I am faking sick,
That I'm off hanging out with my friends and creating memories.

Well you can say he is right,
No scratch that, he is wrong, kind of
You see I'm not sick I'm just a little unwell
I started noticing the symptoms when the morning blues started to wrap me around
In this blanket called heartbreak
I didn't like it, so I tried to grab a cup of coffee.
But no matter how many times I would try to escape, she would tell me to come back to bed.
I would I turned around to see her but there was no one there.
Heartbreak is playing tricks with me as all I see on these sheets are my past with her

It was getting worse
I grabbed my car and rushed to the hospital
The doctor grins at the x rays while decoding them in the light
My fingers gallop on my knees as I say "what is it doctor am I dying of a broken heart?"
He turns and says " no your heart is just too big"
"Sorry sir I don't understand" i scratch my head because my mind wasn't clear
You see it was foggy from all of my thoughts steaming in my head
I couldn't see because she was the only reason to release the steam
My doctor tells me that he knows what I need but he tells me that I need to find it.
So he can't aid my broken heart

The Doctor exiled me to my car.
But did I forget my keys?
I pull a TSA and strip search my pockets the pennies, nickels, and dimes escape
And hide under the Car for refuge

Then something happened.
You showed up.
You were so pretty
Scratch that, you are so ******* beautiful
You told me that I dropped a quarter
I reply by saying thanks for dropping into my life.
we left the car and walked in the cold winter night we talked and talked
although my feet were freezing, I still felt warm with you.
one time I was cuddling with you and noticed a scar down your chest
I asked what is this?
you told me that your heart is weak and is broken
from the people who left their egos in their high school gym lockers.
I kissed you and told you let me help with that.
I can give you some my heart
Because sharing is caring and I care so ******* much that if anything ever happened to you id Be like women’s pockets, pointless
we laughed as we stared at the popcorn sprinkled on the ceiling.

I got rid of those sheets the other day
I don't see the blues anymore
I see you
I probably need to go back to work
But sometimes I will occasionally call in sick so I can create memories with you

I Craw in the Urban Jungle night after night, making shadows my best friend
Because my pale skin would get sunburn in the day time.
Many of you have read about me on the internet,
But don't know if we exist like the Yeti or Bigfoot
Every now and then you see photos of me and hear stories about our existence
But here I am, White, Nerdy and…. Nerdy

Nerdy like the Nerds falling out of the box and skipping on the floor of my lair
(or my parents basement whatever you call it).
Some moments you will find me praying to my shrine for my savior, Weird Al Yankovic

Many of you may call us “ Losers”
But let me take a moment to tell you why you are wrong, in every way.
First off, We are not losers we just win at things that you don't care about
Like the Rubik's Cube, Dungeon and Dragons, and Larping
We don’t care about making friends, getting the poo tang, or getting high off of our *****
No we are too occupied trying to plan how we will survive the zombie apocalypse,
Or debating on if Star Wars is better than Star Track.
We are too busy reading comic books, Leveling up our one handedness
On Skyrim of course.

You think that we are hideous,
But in all reality, my acne improves my defenses against mother nature,
My braces are actually tools that government uses so they can reflect solar flares back to space
I'm ugly because god decided to make me pick up girls on ******* mode because before you Meet me it was way too easy.

Many of you think that we are weak
I may have spaghetti arms, no abs, but you know what, no problem,
Because if you look at my shadow, you see someone that 10 feet tall and bulletproof
I am a nerd, hear me roar.

My roar breaks your paper thin confidence
As it just floats in the wind like leaves, leaving the tree in October
My roar will rock your house with all of your friends leaving you alone because in the end, you May be popular but lets be honest, who are your real friends?
Call me weak, I dare you

Being a nerd has taught me many things
Like don't eat cake because it is deceiving
And that Neo should of taken the blue pill
Because that movie series was terrible.
And that DC Comics is the best, ***** Marvel
But the one thing it taught me the most is that be proud of myself.

Dear America,

I will like to thank you for a couple of things
that i have noticed for a couple of years

Thanks for destroying humanity
I really want my kids to know that panda bears are from Chinese restaurants
and that Taco Bell originated from Mexico
all Asians know how to handle a Rubik's cube
like the curves on a women.

Thanks for posting these skeletons in magazines that we call models and telling everybody that this what beauty is, so girls can put your fingers down their throats
and guys can juice themselves up
because lets be honest personality doesn't matter, right?

thanks for killing creativity with your genocide
and lynching our education system
because our minds are the like the assembly lines for your standardized testing
if you don’t fill out the right bubbles that means that you are not smart like the rest of us
you see we are robots
if you don't fill out that bubble that you were not programed like rest of us
fill in out that bubble because
that bubble is going to determine if you go to a good college or not.
and remember community college means you are a failure.

Thanks for destroying our free time
Instead of stopping and smelling the roses we stop and take a photos for instagram
instead of going out and meeting new people,
we flash around our privates on the internet like it’s public property
because **** the love I want to get naked right?
because she only needs to loved for that one night?

We don’t have free time because we have to work on
Our Grades
Our Sports
Doing community service
So we can have these perfect resumes
and go to that perfect school
so you can go to that perfect job
and get married to that perfect love of our lives
and have three perfect kids
Retire and wait until your body decays into the earth
at that perfect timing

but wait life isn't perfect right?

Sincerely,
Voiceless Stranger