I'm in a massive Scooby Doo moment for some reason and I wanted to write a poem or something. This is my first try so it probably won't be great so give me as much constructive criticism as possible.
People don't believe
That I'm more
than a
P/r/e/t/t/y face.
Then
They have
the nerve
to call me
just
s/h/a/l/l/o/w
and
D/a/n/g/er P.R.O.N.E
Maybe I'm not as
S
m
a
r
t
as some.
(thinkin bout you Velma)
b/u/t
I'm
goddamn more
than you
E/x/p/e/c/t.
You
try
getting captured
day
after
day
and see if you can still be
B
r
a
v
e
Didn't think so
See?
I'm more
than a
P/r/e/t/t/y face.
Pretty obvious who it's about. Like I said, Please give me some help.
