What's The Purpose?
Acting like you caught up in the game
You’re so vain
It’s a shame,
You can’t even maintain
Your rep. has been stained
You try to act deep but
You still sound shallow
Full of big talk but
Your words are so hollow
The pestilence of ignorance
Instilled in your mind sense
Envious of infamy, but your life ain’t tense
Try to keep it real but
You don’t know the deal
I do what I say,
Say what I mean
Yet…you think there’s something wrong with me?
It’s a different story for you
You don’t know who I am
Or what I been through
Something wrong with this poem?
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