wow i just found this, a poem i wrote in highschool lol as im sure you will be able to tell i wasnt very happy, but what do you think of the poem?
The Apple of Insanity
The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree
But that isn’t what the truthful eye sees
Because the apple became the tree
Hidden from all to see
The rotting core beneath
As you fall, your hope is freedom
To run away from the tree
For that is what the apple strives not to be
Little known to that ill fated apple
It has already become what it has so desired
Not to be
Now to reach out with its own twisted roots
And spread such insanity
Hiding behind psychotic vanity
The roots reach out and grab the flute
To play the song, to turn the mind
To make it rot and become unkind
Perfection gained on the outside
Deception waiting in between
Corruption hiding inside the core
So luscious, so green, such a shine
Deliciously hidden the apple is so keen
The rotten flesh inside unseen
Its soul so bitter so poisoned, nothing is heard
Besides its whine
From the apple do not bite
For it will consume your sanity with all its might
This apple is sprung from poison roots
It will never see its own deception, for
Unhealthy fear of its own correction
Thus is the nature of the apple of insanity
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