I Am An Individual Poet by Max Irvine

Do not walk,
Do not talk,
The tale of the past does it for you,
Dont love,
Dont live,
The story of your future is intact,
Detract, from the mainstream,
Its fact, to let of the steam.
The words are flowing,
My mind is racing,
Everyones going,
My steps are pacing,
Up down round and round,
Up the sound down the volume
And pick it up.
Step,
Sit,
Down,
Up,
Lifes harsh when you think about it,
Dont run the rhyme till you know you can flow it,
Like a poet, my words are sacred,
Without any censor, my pencil is my,
Naked without faking, story of my life.
Take the beating without the strife,
Throw the knife,
Spin the wheel,
Take a chance,
The prize is real.