Emyouriaye

This:Is my poem
I called that.
T
his is for you.
Awe naw, this ain't gonna work
Out right.
Like a kung fu fuzzle with lower lesses of power.
Do you like when I write things I've thunk?
I invent things that are for now, non existent.
Try and stop me. Let me go.
Fear a dreary glum day I don't want to go through
I already did, yesterday... with all the rain. Then, I saw a rainbow. The Irish man I met that second told me not to search for the gold at the end... because I will not find it.
I say, well, the path to the end of the rainbow is golden, and at the end, is the world's biggest diamond.
That, was yesterday.
Today was bright, at the same time ugh; it was a life like world... I felt emotions, and sweat, and impatience, and intelligence, and a buncha other shit.
Like IBM and APPLe.
Tell me how this works!
Tell me how you work.