Big words stand for nothing
but the writer's ego trip
and rhyming is retarded
so we sell ourselves for cheap
Releasing all this anger and some
thoughts which are our own
with countless tortured souls
how dare we think we are alone?
Writing about writing is an
old and famous trick
and writing about that is original,
you think?
What's the point in writing
if the work will not be read?
The same with your own life
if no one knows you when you're dead