I’m so great. I do great things. I
make the rest feel good. I make them feel that they do things right. I write
about them. I write about how good they are. I make them good. I’m so good. It
is my fault, that they live in the faith, that they are good. I make them feel,
that they live. I make them feel like they are the sun. I make them feel that they
shine.
Yep, you only used one-syllable words, alright (so, points for that) - but this is not the story that is in the Shakespeare sonnet, is it? Remember, the one with love and a summer's day that is less constant than the loved one, and the punchline being that it is a POEM that gives eternal life? That story..?
ReplyDeleteIt's good that you got the bit about the "I" being very self-confident, though!