Am I Just a Showoff?

Concoxide Poems

i wrote a poem full of low blows and stone throws hits below the belt in the name of help like I'm the hero but I'm not the hero here when i stoop to that level i spoke in their tongue with a song sung to slight the devil I'm sorry i apologize that's not the guy I'd like to be i got carried away some by the momentum of sought inspiration freed my creativity has no patience sometimes i just go with the flow and follow the first phrase that rhymes i find myself obsessing over ways to intertwine them I'd take a taser to the spine if it meant I'd find that next line here i go again letting go of it cuz it just keeps flowing in like the spigot handle broke off jeez man, am i just a show off?