I'M Still Trying To Figure This Poem Out and I'M Like Smart

i've had to allow the truth somehow to sink into my brain whilst in a world seemingly insane through attitudes so vain that they can all seem the same but upon reflection when put into respective sections may allow for an election that could save the world in terms of the bigger scheme that is not mean and would keep everyone keen as mustard instead of relying on the custard that made them disgusted and put them in trouble which burst any possible bubble that could shave away the rubble stubble that built up over a long period of time when everything seemed fine but when i pushed rewind produced that chance to remind everyone that when we read the signs would give way for the release of truth previously in a bind actually perfectly timed for rapid change so divine you'll begin to feel when read line by line…now i must note that i am currently broke but when this paper is spoke would allow truth not to be revoked but rather see the colour of each boat that would keep us all afloat…although we reach the end of this paper just never forget i'll see you later when we see truth colour and vapour…