There's no purpose.. no point.. no reason to stay. "The Dollars", he told me, but wait.. who are they? "You're not alone, you see, and this all may seem strange.. but you don't have to be perfect to make a change." The password was sent and I put down the knife. Dollars, tonight, you just saved my life..
The set up was on purpose. It was meant to look like a paragraph/story. If you couldn't tell it was a poem by the fact it rhymed... well, then I apologize for confusing you >_>
>>7 I know :) I just meant that the fact it did rhyme should have been enough of a hint that it was a poem. I write, this is the literature bored, so I thought "Hey, why not."