An Argument

As i begin to feel all this commotion, my neurons start to fail because they are beginning to choke just floating too deep into the ocean,  And that notion you brought up must of been some gimmicky joke because your viewpoints would never get you to far,  while my heaven only exists inside a star, right next to the carbons and below the random elements.  that criticism didn't make me feel better it just felt like you stole my soul in an embezzlement so i back up my theory, but your fogged perspective only makes hell break loose into a violent tyranny, so i knit pick your statement and make you hate it so while i get closer to show how your wrong, you get louder to show me your strong.  But i can't take it, i am whispering and your shouting and i don't want to make this argument in one of us pouting.  So i endlessly give up even if i had the better points because your anger that you generally built up would of led to you being disappointed, so i leave your immaturity on the other side of the door, and i take your contentions and and drop them on the floor