Flip Flop/ Alter Ego Speaking

I've just re-read my poem of a pessimism groan and re-Mark ed to my self inside "hey man, where's yr pride?" "Yo, Why you giving up? before You drink the cup? You know you'll never find Her again - so grind Yr teeth with gnash and resilience and go for broke with brilliance, cause if you let Her go You may not ever know Why She intrigues You very so or why the Moon doth glow, or why You tingle at her teeth and what might be lying beneath those Eyes that give You chills and that heart She nearly kills and slays with just One look (like tiny tremors shook) So, Hey Man, just see what happens next before getting too complex Cause I think she digs you too That Girl, Kinshala Blue..."