A poem for a manlet [self-recorded]

Poisonpunk3

Poisonpunk3

Hypocrisy is man's best weapon and worst foe.
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You woke up in the morning,
Barefoot standing on your floor
Getting clothed and wash your face
Delude yourself: "I grew some more!".

Open up that door, to jester for your friends
to cope together with your insoles
always think about LL's.

You tried to "bag" a Stacy,
how these younglings say today,
everytime a teen just passes you,
You cope : "My puberty's too late!"

You hoped for something better,
to be seen as something else,
you forgot human biology,
they view you nothing more than pest.

Don't become a politician
they'll all just clown you for your might
everywhere a caricature
will be drawn to mock your height.

Manlet, manlet
please just stop making a fuss
accept the fact,
There is no love for some of us.:blackpill:

-Poisonpunk3
 
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Brutal stuff. Reminds me of my friend who grew like a foot each summer.
 
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Thank fucking god I live in this century, I’ll get robotic implants to be 6’8
 

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