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Criminally insane am I


*I doubt anyone can understand the insanity presented here, and if you can well then, you need to give up some of your free time because you are one step away from becoming such as I!


All you know how to do is look for the criminality character that is I.
If you truly knew me, you'd have done away with me now, for I steal your thoughts
And claim them as my own for I know no shame in doing so. Try to stop me,
I sh!t in your cereal and couldn't care less if that was your last meal on earth.
You are quite bitter with me, a bitter being is worth a slap across the face,
And belt across the @ss, and a mind to be taken lightly. You aren't even a matter to me.
I cannot muster up the strength to look you in the face and say “I love you.”
Why should I lie? It gets me nowhere.
I ache with foreign hunger that haunts me as I dream. My sleep is relentless,
But my dreams are disastrous. Did you know I can fly in my sleep?
If but only for a few minutes in dreamland, why should you desire care and concern?
You mock me and try to be me and you can never be that which you don't understand.
I get sick looking for your reasons and beliefs. I get nauseous trying to find your
Nonexistent good qualities. You are a hard truth to bite but I choose
Wearing painful thong underwear to actually looking and talking about who you really are.
You doubt everything that is truth and trust only lies, never knowing that
My astral projections take me farther than your fountain of knowledge and trust ever could.
I doubt you will be anything other than a distinct disappointment but
When I release my first book O' poems, I will dedicate all the ones about
Death, dying and committing suicide to you because you evoked these thoughts in the first Place so PLEASE take responsibility for your f---ing actions, you cretinous backstabber.
Even though you hurt me, haunt me, hate me for being who I am
I forgive you and try to love your arrogance but cannot. I simply cannot.
You see who I am and call my bluff, thinking that I wouldn't tell on your
Unpredictability but I would easily turn you in for a bit of remorse on my half.
I will reap my rewards for having had the strength to put up with you, a habiliment of hate.
You've stretched your mind far enough to see the sun,
However, I have outreached you in a manner of 3 simple thoughts and you know,
Hating people isn't even a thought, more of a consideration, dear.
You know nothing, I hate it that you are in our family and don't try to be different.
Who are you really? A nothing who eats up simple compliments with vanity?
Or a jock, they are the same thing. I never tried to hate you, sometimes it came naturally
But I blocked it out like an eclipse because I try to see the goodness in you.
I just don't think you have it. Some people are of a natural purity, you are like dirty water.
Your scum floats to the surface and you let everyone see through you.
I love you more than my own life, I consider you a friend but now you must know
That if you treat me like sh!t, your best friend
Becomes your worse enemy and you should always keep your enemies closer.
I know that the only thing you see in me is simple little quirks of fate and
A whole lot of tears but you should peer, perhaps a bit harder for then you would see
Decency and love and respect and acquitted anger, and insanity times ten!
Like Pinocchio, you refuse to look beyond your own nose to the needs of others,
So involved, so self involved, nearly narcissistic, pretty pretentious, lacking luster as always,
Yup, that describes my brother to a tee. All you see are your own wants, needs, desires.
It would kill you to think of others if but for only a few moments in time, you dolt.
I guess trying to inflict you with knowledge is nearly like trying to inflict you with love.
It hurts you, it burns you, it disfigures you, it razes you, it makes you as heartlessly cold as stone.
You'll never change and unless you do change you can never be anything other than a jock,
Or as I like to call them, JOKES, because your ambition, arrogance, vanity, and attitude
Is so funny. Hey, John, since you ain't listening by now, and I know you ain't,
Why don't you go get drunk, as is the cliché of jokes like yourself. I cannot muster up the concern anymore.

January 12, 2004
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