No one really knows

where the rain will fall

No one really knows

what note will be played

No one really knows

where the coin will land

No one really knows

what's happening next.

No I cannot write a poem

No, I can't write a poem.

I will not write a poem.

I do not know how to write a poem. 

If I were to write a poem,

It would not be a very good poem

because some poems

can't be copied

Yay

I love friendship.

It is a wonderful thing.

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The story has to be different,

I'm changing it now.

This is the way it really is.

And that ways is,

Kings may love queens,

But if you want to be a hacking queen,

act like it.

Be a queen.

Find a King.

Who's stopping you?

if we're going to go around calling people serving maids,

then the serving maids might as well rebel against that stereotype

and become a queen themselves.

Then we could all have a little queen partay.

Hurray.

The clashing

I hate groups.

Actually let me rephrase that,

I hate when people categorize themselves and others into groups

I have the whole social status.

And though I know I apart of it,

I despise it.

I hate when other people live by it.

I hate when people who don't know each other decide they don't like each other.

I like being everywhere.

It's where I belong.

But when you get everyone  together, and mix in a bunch of people you don't know,

I hate how they're quick to judge.

Something wasn't right today

It was the social awkwardness of when you happen to be sitting next to the love birds.

Haha,

I'm used to that.

I been in both positions there.

It was the clashing.

And I don't usually feel it.

But today,

I totally felt it.

And I don't like it.