Freewrite 7/15/07

writing this rhyme
without pen and paper
people asking me
my ex why did i date her,
yup yup i can rhyme,
libras my sign,
half of the shit
comes true
if only i knew
i was gonna turn out as you
yes you,
the devil,
i feel like im on ur level,
half of the shit i spoken
wasnt wroten,
that means i need to get famous
i need my brother aimless
to spam the info
in one year
get more famous then timbo.
i could keep going on without making sense,
its like my words are hitting a fence,
half of the words get threw,
trying to solve this poem likes its a clue,
my words stands out
im a poet
yea i wrote it
u need to find the meaning behind the words,
its a profession,
at the end of this poem ill still leave u guesssing.