You wake up from your peaceful slumber, wide and awake.
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Even though your mom had to get you up with a water splash or a shake.
You go to school, get on the bus, and write a few essays
You do all of these tasks once almost everyday.
You come home from a school day, tired and sleepy
As you throw down your book filled backpack quite so weakly.
You stumble to the couch, as tired as ever
Thinking that the time of your relaxation will be....one, two, t-NEVER
You have a nap on the couch, shutting your eyes to go to sleep
Not making a snore, a reflex, not even one single peep
A few hours later, you open your eyes
To spot your computer, the place that once made you cry
Not because of porn or the insults or the blue waffles, none of that
But for the mental asylum few call the SCP CB chat
For when you press that simple join button by slapping your mouse
You pretty much just entered yourself into a legit nut house
The white text resembles a straight jacket
But Tremor's avatars make you wanna fap it
This chat is more random than any thing you could ever imagine
It's simple wording could win in an Sociopath Pageant
If the chat was a person, it would be spastic as a stair bounded slinky
That told porn stories that'll leave you only to be able to say 'Kinky....;
It be in an insane muzzle, like the one worn by Hannibal Lector
And be locked away in an asylum, only the solitary sector
But what I'm trying to say, is that chat is completely INSANE
But why not join? There's only a 90% chance your sanity will be maimed