Self

I've decided I'll try this self indulgence. So I'll perhaps be here for quite some time. There that's three “i”s already I'm off to quite a sensational start. Now let me begin from at the top for now I've started I'll never stop. How do I feel? Well not so bad, I suppose I can't complain, although I think that if I did No one would listen. Ah there, think I've got the idea Maybe I'm sad and I just don't know it I suppose that's the life of a cliched poet. Oh woe the thoughts within my head of blood and pain and strife. It's just so hard I'm just so deep And my parents hate me When will they understand Please comment my myspace, and add my band. Well now I've had a go I really must stop, it's all a bit too much. I'll have to return now to writing about real things Like the world around us all. I'll leave this to some other elf to bore us; with talk of self