#secludedsunflower speaks

[secludedsunflower]

I modified the lyrics to the adams administration rap so its like Gen Z @ trump and i kinda like it

Here:

A short tweet to the fat,

Arrogant

Anti-charismatic national embarrassment

Known as President Donald Trump

OOF!

The man's irrational

He claims that we need

to go back to school in the midst of quarantine?

Bitch please!

You wouldn't know what cops are doin'

Being racist and fascist-

But ya never wanna do any work

Give our regards to the conservative protestors (note: the ones in march and april not BLM protestors)

Next time you rant about the rise of COVID cases

At least we wear our masks throughout this whole rumpus

The line is behind us

We crossed it again while the president lost it again

Aw, such a rough life

Better run to your phone

Now the boss is tweeting again

Let me ask you a question.

Who sits at your desk when you're driving around going golfing?

They were calling you a dick back in twenty ten six

And you haven't done anything good since!

You're a nuisance with no sense

You'll die of irrelevance

Go ahead, you can call us the activists

You aspire to our level

You inspire to malevolence

Say, "Hi", to the Billionaires!

And corporations all around us,

Maybe they can confirm

We represent our generations beliefs in this thing on twitter and

We’re confining you to one term

You fat motherfucker!

#hamilton #hamiltrash #hamilton musical #adams administration rap #or rather #trump admistration rap #yeah i like that #john adams #saving this for november #i want to make sure i can find this #secludedsunflower speaks

[secludedsunflower]

Take some of my shitty poetry

Trapped

I feel trapped

Like in a box

That never ends

My oxygen

Slowly running out

Suffocating on missed chances

Watching friends

Whiz by

As I’m trapped

In this big box

Nowhere to go

With my youth restraining me

And my guilt

Pouring like a waterfall

Washes away

Those happy tears

Of a life meant to be

Of a chance meant to happen

Every thought

Controlled

By a puppeteer

Who owns me

Closing my eyes

Preventing me from seeing the bad

Yet I still see the worse

A messed up world

With no end

To the terrors

Except us

Oh how our youth restrains us

And how our guilt

Gushes over our happiness

Guilt over what we could’ve done

Guilt over what we could’ve been

Life

Its sweet essence rushing forward

As if we were stuck in the past

Oh how I wish we were older

The opportunities

And the chances

Laid to waste

As we were youth

And now we’re trapped

In this big box

With no end

#secludedsunflower speaks #poetry #shitty poetry #dark academia #chaotic academia #writing