Fueled by:

there's something about this... admittedly, it's not the best thing ever. but there is something about it... a sort of cute to it. the beat... i love the beat to this.

Pen on paper,
Mouth to mic,
Emotions run -Freed.

Proverbial:
Anthems and swords,
Are all I'll ever need.

for some reason, the rhyme in this part bothered me. this rhyme seems the most forced for me of the poem. also i think it makes the poem seem like it will rely on rhyme and nothing more, which is not true.

all in all, i liked it. i like the sort of quick sweetness it gives off. hope this helps, and keep writing!

o0. Interesting. I didn't really like this. You have a few decent phrases ("Proverbial: / Anthems and swords / Are all I'll never need"), but on the whole this was rather pointless and had no action or forward motion. It stagnated.

The idea of it isn't bad, so I hope you'll rewrite this, perhaps with a little more impetus.

Thanks for your honesty, and thanks for being my first reviewer. I did have the intent of making it a rather abbreviated poem in order to strain the point that having time for such things in my life isn't realistic, so in a way I'm glad you thought of it as a grocery list, albeit I understand how it is sparse.

It had a cute rhyme to it. The repetitious didn't really help it, though it didn't hinder it either. It's a grocery list though, so I can't get anything out of it. I think if you put more feeling into the little that you live off of, or what things would be like should you fail.

Fuel to the fire

Not admired, but me.