Hey you, Yes you, The author of this unwitty poem, This poem is stupid

You are failing yourself in your commitment
trapping these brain of yours in this sick predicament
in what fits a figment, a shard of a plastic crystal
honed and sharpened, it's not a piece of metal

D'you really think you are creative
standing out among your shallow peers
yours an ego with its head a massive
your faith on things are only so mere

dissonance of every syllable
these thoughts of a crazy man
they may confuse but they are able
stimulant of the putrid stagnant

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