There was a time
When I had the same amount of saves
As I did blams
When I had the same amount of blams
As I did EXP
When I had the same amount of EXP
As I did forum posts
And I had the same amount of blogs
As I did music

There was a time
When I had the same amount of time
As any other odd, creative, NG relative
When I had the same length on my days
As any other BBS regular, blogger, BP native
When I had the same amount of free days in my week
I could spam, I could chat, I could submit, I could speak
Now it seems my sane amount of time has a leak
Just dripping, tripping, deranged

So I delay the refrain
Stay in lanes that are sane
Foreign to names
Slain like the slopes

Of strangers portrain
Contained by the game
Training with great strain
Refreign from all ease

And lace pain together
Like rain cages weather
Grimmer trims of denial
Since the pirate trial

Poetic Scribbles by I