You know sometimes you look back on what you write and you realize how stupid you were as a child. This will no doubt happen when I’m an adult, but still it happens now.
But every so often you find something and you go, “I am undoubtedly and undeniably a genius. So much so that I make Homer look like a Simpson, Shakespeare like Hillary Clinton writing a biography, or a caveman’s ramblings from neverbefore BC.”
Today, my friends, I have felt this feelings after reading some of my old poetry. I hope that you will all feel this too on occasion.
We will of course regret it in a year or so. Maybe sooner. You have to love youth.
(Shoutout to @Eerie_Coppernight for liking my old poetry post and reminding me of my obvious genius)