Poem: Bromance
I said to myself those words.
It's the same phrase I repeated.
"What a dumbass."
It reminds me how it changed me.
How low they have become and immersed in self-pity.
These people I didn't care about a year ago, I pay
attention to these mannequins.
"Are they really saying that?"
No, they can't be. They wouldn't be so stupid.
I have to say again. I use a different word with the same meaning.
"They wouldn't be so moronic."
"Would they?"
He became a man who kissed the dirty hand.
Within the last month, he rejected the ground they shared in common.
Within the last week, I saw he was worthless.
The rest of them,
No backbone, no pride, no pool too shallow.
I have the same words to say.
It's not much different than what I thought before.
Maybe it is and I'm too chickenshit to share it.
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