You'll have to forgive my lack of rhyme, honestly there hasn't been much on my mind but by digging into my past i'm positive ill find something worth putting into rhyme So i'm gonna guess and say that, dear reader, you're new to poetry and you may wonder what writing these strange thoughts down will do for me, you see poets tend to reopen old wounds, you may think its crazy but its as normal to us as lunch at noon So intentionally scabbing ourselves is par for the course, so why, oh why is the pain we feel still like a brillo pad, very coarse? well basically althoughΒ Β to you were insane, but to us expressing our feelings and pain, is our claim to fame