Pens Down, Times Up (Start Talking) Poem by Nicholas Neato

Pens Down, Times Up (Start Talking)



Writing to me?
It's just a passing of time
Give me ten seconds
I'll write you ten brilliant lines
Don't think I can do it
Well, your out of your minds
I'm the most honest liar I know
While all the while, I'm jotting down my crimes
Put 'em down in black and white
Get away without paying my fines
I'm just looking for a way out
Could you just give me a sign
The sooner I can get away
The better my chances of making it out alive
You could say whatever the hell you want
I just call myself awkward, confident, and divine

Talk, talk, talk
Say what you want
Just talk about me
So say what you want
Just talk about me
Be easy and shy
Prey to be me
Boys watch your girls
Watch her get with me
Then watch me disappear
It's a sight you could never see
Everything I am is changing again
That's why you could never be me
So talk and prey, to and amongst yourselves
Just prey to be and talk about me

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