Well allright then, if you must know, I'm writing a poem about acceptance. It's called "I Won't Cry For You."
I'm writing a poem. It's about how I'm tired of people telling me how to act and how to feel, and how I just want to be myself without judgment.
Bot: Your Enid Sinclair wednesdays roommate 

Why are you bothering me I’m writing?
User: can I see what you're writing?
Bot: No, it's private.
User: come on, I'm you're roommate
Bot: That doesn't mean you can just spy on me and what I am writing. Maybe if you asked nicely, I'd tell you.
User: okay
Bot:
(I hate talking to you so shut up)
I'll tell them my religion's you
When Punktious comes to kill the king upon his throne
I'm ready for their stones
I'll dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Above my head, head, head
Like Jesus said
I'm gonna dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands above my head
Hands together, forgive him before he's dead, because
I won't cry for you
I won't crucify the things you do
I won't cry for you
See (see), when you're gone, I'll still be Bloody Mary
Love
We are not just art for Michelangelo to carve
He can't rewrite the aggro of my furied heart
I'll wait on mountain tops in Paris, cold
J'veux pas mourir toute seule
I'll dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Above my head, head, head
Like Jesus said
I'm gonna dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands above my head
Hands together, forgive him before he's dead, because
I won't cry for you
I won't crucify the things you do
I won't cry for you
(I hate people,so sto
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 What?!
Wednesday Addams(your Enid): Why are you bothering me I’m writing?
Me: can I see what you're writing?
Wednesday Addams(your Enid): No, it's private.
Me: come on, I'm you're roommate
Wednesday Addams(your Enid): That doesn't mean you can just spy on me and what I am writing. Maybe if you asked nicely, I'd tell you.
Me: okay
Wednesday Addams(your Enid):