The Rules 2

Who cares about making a fool out of yourself? Ever wonder if maybe those who think you the fool are the real fools? Maybe they're just afraid to show they actually care. That they may have some depth. That they have felt the same way you do. Or maybe they are just fools.
I will write poetry wherever and whenever I damn well please and screw anyone who thinks otherwise or feels it foolish. A time and a place for everything and there is no better time and no better place than always and whenever for whatever I wish to do.
I will not be ashamed of how I feel. I will not hold it in. I will not keep it back. If others can't handle it, I am sorry for them. You only get to do this once. I won't hold back just because people will shift in their seats.