Its been a while, i was busy on another site, n i decided to finally come back n see if u were up n workin n u are doin damn well so im gonna start gettin involved here again, this is a poem kind aoutta the ordinary with the prespective it was written in, but here it is, lemme kno what u think

-x-The Analyzation-x-

Last resort or first priority?
Am I the most important?
or am I just there incase
It’s not that I want war with them
they are just taking you away from I
and I am not sure wether I or Them come first
and I don’t want to declare war against Them
without knowing why
knowing why you analyze everything
analyze I and analyze Them
analyze I to Them and Them to I
pronouncing a hopeless war
of one I against a many Them
alone in my individual arbitrary
as I independently confess jealousy
of a nothing that arose from Them
a jealousy even You, I, and Them
couldn’t demolish nor prevent
Chaotically ashamed of my meek assumption
that They are placed before I
or maybe my inference was fact
and maybe I too blind from the persuading of
You and Them simultaneously was only sheltered
and enslaved of my own beliefs to become priority
to Them because You perhaps overwhelmed in this
power let Them enslave I in torturous circumstances
making I the hopeless antagonist suffering from Them
and You making I the last resort and Them the Priority