Hello, I wrote a poem about the incel discord. I hope it makes you cry. 1 like = prayer.
in an unreal world,
hateful, forgotten and loud
with rage in our hearts
where no female's allowed
a place full of lies and distrust
where we turn on each other
because we feel that we must
where the currency is rage
all your attempts just a cope
you are stuck in our cage
and we have no room for hope
and even if things changed
where would you go?
how could you leave us behind
when we are all that you know
we can see the only way
within a tiny black pill
while we may never slay
we will keep our free will
in an unreal world,
hateful, forgotten and loud
with rage in our hearts
where no female's allowed
a place full of lies and distrust
where we turn on each other
because we feel that we must
where the currency is rage
all your attempts just a cope
you are stuck in our cage
and we have no room for hope
and even if things changed
where would you go?
how could you leave us behind
when we are all that you know
we can see the only way
within a tiny black pill
while we may never slay
we will keep our free will
