I rhyme too much.
 

I'm more depressed than you. It isn't a competition, but my initial thoughts on an opening line compels me to say it. It's an assumption, but one I make not entirely earnest. It's just a tool to make you feel. This is what apathy looks like. I sit down to write a verse, and wind up tearing myself and what I do apart. Because it all seems so pretentious. Look at me, everyone. I'm special. My knowledge of tropes allows me to manipulate the emotions you learned from TV. Now that that's out of the way... I'm more depressed than you. I haven't seen my son in 2 weeks. This is by choice. My boss thinks people who think in terms of gray areas are weak. He's also in his late 40's and refers to things as, 'beast'. He looks down on his nephew for crossing his legs, and thinks it's because he's being raised by women. He might be right about the influence part. He says he wouldn't care if he were gay, but he would. Life grays with time. Statements and stands are what make a personality. Confidence comes from assurance, and assurance is ignorance masked.

I have much to say about this.

- VERITAS

I'm so sad. IT's a competition. But nobody knows if I'm really this sad. My initial vagina spits out pink spillage. It's a cumpilation. Of come. And my feminine growth rejecting every cell in my body. My vagina is a tool that doesn't feel. I have no heart. This is what my vagina looks like *shows you*. I sit down with my vagina. And grab a dildo and tear it apart. "Why won't you be tough, vagina?" *pets vagina* I manipulate you with my vagina and we copy sex moves that we see on TV, except it's not really *copying*. Cause' well, I'm manipulating you, lol. Look at my vagina, LOOK AT MY VAGINA. Now that it's out of the way...I'm sad and have a vagina. Something something about something because my boss and I bring up something obscure and think I'm deep in my saying because I think about what my boss tells me even though he doesnt even know my name but my vagina tells me to think of what he does and i can't even write cause vagina so i have to bust bwhaha's balls because bored and vagina *pink* flutter by butterflies. my ignorant vagina is masked

on second thought, this was pretty cool. People would absolutely die to correlate thought pattern as this, as second nature as it is. Other than that, idk. I already told you everything, before.

Did not enjoy. Visit ur son more.

im breaking good. chasing fractals of faulty thought. the manger music, elevator cable loosens. hanging like a puppet noosed by a higher god. no signing bonus.thx labor union. just line, cross, and dot- find your own restitution. make due with all you got. IT CANT ALL BE MAGIC AND ROSES. Ive got too many packs of gum open. im losing the plot, in the skin grafts, minima/ maximum dosage. will the points of inflection disappear in the improvised wavers, blind shear of your voice. noise that i collected for years like painters did dimes by my bedside narrative chambers, Raven and all. acrylic base, thins with the wine. spill. chase. blame is a crystalized midnight shade ball. clockwork.

@Split Eight 's version was cool. but dull probably doesnt like it cause rhymed. but, i can point out a few things, the beginning was cool, the difference between both verses is one let his emotions carry him away, and the other one had a thought process before, and is FINALLY speaking (dull) the other one is more erratic/falling apart,- not to say it was bad, just noting differences. random words thrown out. don't know if satire. hm.

I just wanted to write something and this thread was available sry

Cristian sees meaning in the meaningless because he's trying too hard to seem smart and keep up with me, even though I see nothing to keep up with.

best thing i ever readed.

I have much to say about this.

arent you cristian

Bwhahaha made me shit my pants. no im fucking srs though fuck you nigga

lol @ seem smart. If it weren't for spellcheck you'd spell most of your 4+ syllable words wrong. I don't try to keep up with anything, though. I'm glad you get this competitive spirit, cristian.

I have much to feel about this.

wrong forum. non rhyming therefore belongs in the Discussion

Knowing how to spell English words determining intelligence being your opinion shows how smart you're not.

Hey, Mike. Shut up.

Actually, prrobably the dopest un-rhyme I've read here

I liked this one.