azBaldi

just a random Sayori poem
          	
          	
          	Stressed out
          	is all I can be
          	I smile in decay
          	but they don't know me
          	Fowling, grunting
          	Can this rain cloud just
          	
          	
          	ǧ̸̡̧͖̩̪͜e̴̡̡̗̱̽̈́͋̌̈́̈́̄͊t̴͔͎̠̄̚ ̴͇̩̲̬͍̠̉̀́̆͠o̶̩͠u̴̦̎t̷̢̝̖̰̗̱̼̦̉͊̚ ̸̝̹̗̮͈̙͕̦̐̀̌̉͐̽ǫ̸̧̢̗̲͕̣̤̌͆̅̈̄͜f̶̨̛̫̻͍̗͍̈͒̑͜ ̸̢̢̫̩̳͍̤̺̄̓͋́̕͜m̷̯̫̪͋̒͐̇̃̈́͌̽̎y̷͓̩͋͂̋̎̆̈́͒̍̀ ̶͇̈́̋͋́̕ȟ̸̨̘̗̟̗͎̦̺̓̒͊̚̚ͅe̴͚̼̔̊̈́̋̅́̀͜͝à̸̫͔̙̄͑͛̀͛̚f̵̩̝̺̲̬̹̙̱͚̄̎̎̑̋̀͊͝
          	Or not.
          	Wishing I was hanging
          	from the ceiling, roof, just dangling
          	I don't think they even love me
          	Let me be, Jesus for that freak
          	And that freak is me.
          	
          	
          	I love him
          	I want him
          	but something
          	stops me
          	Something
          	that's sad
          	that I want to end
          	that I want to...
          	
          	
          	h̴͓̔a̴̫̓n̷͍̕g̴̰̃ ̶̲̃ạ̴̇g̸̫͐á̸̮i̵̹͆n̶̦̎

azBaldi

just a random Sayori poem
          
          
          Stressed out
          is all I can be
          I smile in decay
          but they don't know me
          Fowling, grunting
          Can this rain cloud just
          
          
          ǧ̸̡̧͖̩̪͜e̴̡̡̗̱̽̈́͋̌̈́̈́̄͊t̴͔͎̠̄̚ ̴͇̩̲̬͍̠̉̀́̆͠o̶̩͠u̴̦̎t̷̢̝̖̰̗̱̼̦̉͊̚ ̸̝̹̗̮͈̙͕̦̐̀̌̉͐̽ǫ̸̧̢̗̲͕̣̤̌͆̅̈̄͜f̶̨̛̫̻͍̗͍̈͒̑͜ ̸̢̢̫̩̳͍̤̺̄̓͋́̕͜m̷̯̫̪͋̒͐̇̃̈́͌̽̎y̷͓̩͋͂̋̎̆̈́͒̍̀ ̶͇̈́̋͋́̕ȟ̸̨̘̗̟̗͎̦̺̓̒͊̚̚ͅe̴͚̼̔̊̈́̋̅́̀͜͝à̸̫͔̙̄͑͛̀͛̚f̵̩̝̺̲̬̹̙̱͚̄̎̎̑̋̀͊͝
          Or not.
          Wishing I was hanging
          from the ceiling, roof, just dangling
          I don't think they even love me
          Let me be, Jesus for that freak
          And that freak is me.
          
          
          I love him
          I want him
          but something
          stops me
          Something
          that's sad
          that I want to end
          that I want to...
          
          
          h̴͓̔a̴̫̓n̷͍̕g̴̰̃ ̶̲̃ạ̴̇g̸̫͐á̸̮i̵̹͆n̶̦̎

azBaldi

another poem lmAO IT HAS BEEN 5 MINUTES
          
          I flip a coin
          
          Heads or tails
          
          Am I deviant?
          
          I can’t tell
          
          I accomplish my mission
          
          And walk towards success
          
          But wait- what is this?!
          
          A choice of life or death?!?!
          
          Do I shoot
          
          Or do I spare
          
          What’s more important
          
          My mission or a life
          
          Of an android who just sits there
          
          With all the choices
          
          And all the games
          
          My instability
          
          Only gains
          
          I choose my mission
          
          Or I choose my friend
          
          I choose my purpose
          
          Or my own instead
          
          What will it be?
          
          Android or living being?