A/N: i know i said i wasn't going to write again, but that was just me lying and overreacting. i was also in a bad mood. my mom called me to mow the lawn. i mean, ugh, what am i? her slave? anyway, the average critic seems to think i need to lay off the rhyming, and i've thought about it, and i finally concur. this is me experimenting with a free verse.
round and round in circle
oh, sorry if i offend you. i don't usually cuss.
it's not because i'm a goody two shoes
(to the contrary, i'm quite rebellious,
spiky bracelets and all),
but i just don't know how else to say that
i'm really really mad and pissed off right now.
i guess i could have written
I'M REALLY REALLY MAD
in all capital letters and end it with
extra exclamation points.
but that would be really childish,
even for my age
so i didn't, and i did
what other normal teenagers would do.
go to hell.
it's not for nothing
i called myself
i'm not merely humbling myself,
i just really don't know anything about poetry.
i'm already chopping off
my sentences to have
a stanza instead of a paragraph
but what to do next
i have no idea.
i don't know how to make my own style.
to be original, that is.
every style has been
maybe i should randomly start
caPITaliZIng lEtTers in My
SENTenCes fOr NO rEal reASOn.
maybe i should be like the !Kung and
!do !this !to !express !premature !surprise.
or ?do ?this ?to ?begin ?questioning
?before ?i ?know ?what ?i ?want ?to ?ask.
or hey! maybe i can spell every
word rong. or write it drawkcab.
or insert a number in a word
but that has been done.
or just to be cute i'll randomly
say keplak and pletok. and if i
had the program, i'd impress
everyone with popping hanzi
here and there.
but yeah, i'm not really
going anywhere. i'm just going
round and round in a circle
without any point.
round and round in a circle.
and i think i'm repeating
and contradicting myself
by not repeating
and not repeating.
but i've learned from experience
that if you're just being confusing
while sounding somewhat
philosophical, you can come off as profound.
somehow. i think i'm just ranting,
but I guess ranting a form of
expression and we are free
to express ourselves here in
a poem. i think this is a poem, don't
you? it barely has any
structure and content, but
since i call it a poem, a poem it is.