Let Their Sanity Waver.

Oh dear Mikey,
Ignorant people are to blame.
For all the good things that are to happen to you,
Of course only that.
Imagine the fame with their eyes crawling over your features,
Jealousy outlining their faces,
Jelouse for everything you are,
and they can never be.
Let them hate with everything they've got,
It changes nothing of your being,
It never will.
Let them think your satans child,
Show them everything your not.
Ignore their misleading looks,
And let yourself be you.
They are as plain as can be,
letting out nothing of themselves.
Only hate will cloud their minds,
You will laugh and I will laugh.
That is how we do.
You are the real mind master,
At this round table.
Let the round begin,
as you play with their minds.
Hope they can see all the piercings you have,
It shows your personality.
Plain people are boring,
Filled with hate and dread,
the mind of destruction.
You make look like a freak in their minds,
Clouded with Nothing,
Yet you have a big heart,
And that changes everything,
For the better,
Play with their minds.
Play with their Sanity.
MUAHAHAH!
Secret Agent Mikey :]