I said it all

Poetry is terrible

the rich and wealthy love it

But they fail to understand it

So they all pretend it’s pretty

When a rapper raps, he means it

not the slammers in the evening

who just cope with being cowards

And they take it out on viewers

All their stanzas seldom rhyme,

and when they do, with words like “fine”

but when they don’t, they’re ever worse

It’s like a curse, it kills the verse

and when a poet yells at poetry

they’ll tell him he’s perverse

But for the hypocrite I am

I said it all, I said it first

And when I fall,

they’ll read these words

and understand

I hate it all

I hate my style

I hate withdrawal

I used to hang out in the mall

You never wrote,

You never read

So you just browse Instagram instead

And when they rise

You’re next to fall

at least you got to say it all