Alright guys, wow, Min is attempting poetry. About her feelings. Geeze, scary. Critique is welcome, I know I have a lot of room to improve with my poetry. I also hope this doesn't make me angsty or annoying or something like that--I'm just trying to write poems sweatdrop Anyway, enough of my babbling. Here's the poem.
The Pretender
I draw up this plan with a devious smirk
I’m certain that this machination will work
I’m stowing my soul, not speaking my mind,
I’m making you think I’ve left the old me behind.
I’ll act like we’re not in constant dispute
I’ll say I never knew ‘the pear’ was more than just a fruit
And “What in Hell’s name is the Glasgow smile?”
I’ll ask, and you’ll like me after a while.
When life gives me lemons, I’ll make lemonade,
I’ll look on your bright side, I’ll build this charade
I won’t be a nuisance, I won’t be a scare,
Pretend I believe that you actually care
I draw up this plan with a devious smirk
I’m certain that this machination will work
And you’ll maybe, just maybe, start giving a damn
And pretend that you miss who I already am.
The pear and the Glasgow smile are torture methods, by the way. In case you didn't know, I thought you ought to.
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