I set a party.
My friends say my motif was too boring and plain 'cause they're all black.
They said I must change it into something
colorful or just.....not black
I really planned this party of mine.
I said to myself, "I'm gonna surprise them with my new motif!"
The day came, the party's gonna start.
My friends were'n the door, voila!
They really looked surprise!
Accomplished brothas!
Their surprised look turned poker.
"Really? Wow wow, new color. From black to gray. Ah huh. Good job Maurice!
Ha ha ha"
Wutuf's wrong wit them?
At least it's new?
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Diary of an Introvert
PoetrySecond book of the The Dorks Are Shining. A poetry and some random thoughts filed to create a meaningful reflection of what society really is and how does life work.
