Ode To The Multiple Personalities
Oh, sweet sweet Sun! Shine like I am the only one! Be a beacon to my-
What’s this I see? I pride-striken bubble?
I’m no bubble! I am known as-
Oh, don’t babble on about yourself you little prissy pig!
What?! How dare-
I am because I dare, so how dare you be poetic?
Because it is commanded to me by the-
Oh, do change the subject please, you talk about yourself too much.
You inconsiderate little-
Oh, I do consider, especially the fact that you’re vain!
Do go away so I can-
Do what? A to be or not to be bit? You cannot be because of your situation!
What do you speak-
I speak the truth, little bubble, for you are conceded.
How am I-
You are so because you do the same thing every time I see you!
I don’t even-
Oh, you do know me! How can you not when I’m all in your head?
A Muse! I knew-
Oh, you don’t know a thing, bubble!
But-
Just quit talking to the Sun like it’s your lover! It’s kinda scary.
But I thought you thought I was-
Yes, you’re still vain, and you’re still a bubble.
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