I am
Poem
I am crazy
fast with an attitude that bites.
I
wonder about my old life.
I hear
the crack of a whip.
I see
my machete slicing through drake’s torso.
I want
a huge Carl’s Jr burger.
I am
crazy fast with an attitude that bites.
I
pretend to win the Olympics.
I feel the
wind rush past my face and my hair fly. I
touch squirming muddy pieces of drake as he turns to Brittney.
I worry
that my power will be useless as the FAYZ turns black. I
don’t cry I’m Brianna and the Breeze doesn’t cry.
I am crazy
fast with an attitude that bites.
I
understand Little Petey for what he is.
I say the
Gaia phage can be stopped but others think not.
I dream
of the outside world.
I try communicating
with the outside world.
I hope the
FAYZ will come down.
I am crazy
fast with an attitude that bites.
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