i'm so sorry.

[trappedinanrp]

12 AM in the morning
And the glow from a laptop wakes me
I'm stretchin' and yawnin'
In a comm that don't belong to me
And a voice yells, "I'm RPing you now"
From the other side of the fourth wall
Then she comes out and posts with me
And to my surprise, she ain't you

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[tinglingsensation]

Where's the midget.

[trappedinanrp]

[too late you're getting narrated now]

I rub my eyes and ask this man what's going on
But to my surprise, he's only the one narrating this song
Mun must've started a new thread
Oh, she needs go to bed
From these memes to Dear Mun
This weird shit just isn't fun

[tinglingsensation]

Did you know? Every fucking line your voice goes up at the end? Just a series of questions? Instead of a song?

But where's the midget.

[trappedinanrp]

Here I am, tryin' to find the purpose to this post
Searching for this stupid midget
So I can go home
Then he stretches his hand in front of the exit
Says "You can't leave me now"
Looked at him like he was crazy, and he said
"Trapped in the Closet don't ever end"
Said "I got a canon at home"
He said "You can't go back there"
"Man, I've gotta get the fuck home!"

But the moderators were comin' up the stairs

[tinglingsensation]

No, you can't fucking leave, bring the midget out here. [ STERN. FACE. ]

[trappedinanrp]

"Shh, shh, quiet
Hurry up and get in the closet
He said, "Don't you make a sound
Or some shit is going down"

[tinglingsensation]

What do I care? I can't die no matter who shoots me.

[ he's breaking canon HE'S BREAKING IT HE WON'T GO IN THE CLOSET ]

[trappedinanrp]

He said, "Why don't you just follow the story?"
I said, "Yes, except for one thing, I already broke canon!"
Shit, think, shit, shit--quick, the narrator gets up into that closet
And now he's in that dark-ass closet, tryin' to figure out
Just how we're gonna drag this joke out

[tinglingsensation]

[ Massive eyeroll. HE IS GOING TO TURN THE LIGHT ON. HE'S GONNA TURN IT ON, HERE COMES THE LIGHT MAN. ARE YOU READY R KELLY. ]

[trappedinanrp]

He turns on the light switch!
I pull out my Beretta!
I'm coming out of the closet!
Stepping out of the closet!
Now I'm out of the closet!
You ruined Trapped in the Closet!

[famedgenius]

[ . . . . . . . . . . ]

You're not making a lot of sense, you know. Of course I'm not her. [ does she really look like the person behind the fourth wall??? ]

[trappedinanrp]

Then a new thread starts and she yells, "You're not making any sense!"
Of course I don't make sense, it's 12:42 on the day before the end
No one's in that closet, man, what the fuck is going on?
I'm tellin' you, this whole idea was a big damn mess

[famedgenius]

This is all most likely a good idea gone bad, judging from the time of day. Though it's hard to say with certainty.

[ ... ] By the way, I wasn't yelling.

rapid shifts in perspective just like the real deal

[trappedinanrp]

She corrects the narrator's tone and says she was only speaking
He's in the closet like, what the hell has gone wrong?
You're not gonna believe it but things get deeper as the story goes on
I've switched perspective so many damn times in the course of this song
I tried my best to quickly correct my use of tense
But at this point it didn't really seem to make any more sense

i can't handle you rn i'm trying not to cry

[famedgenius]

[ It's almost unbelievable how out of her element she feels with this nonsensical sense and narration. And she's the one said to know all. ]

How much deeper could this "story" of yours get? You're already talking about hidden voices and people in closets.

[regretzio]

[strum]

♪ I'm strumming my lute
It's borrowed from gypsies
Where else would you get a lute
But my rhymes are iffy
I'm looking around
For people who need baiting
Then a guy shows up
He's narrating ♪

[trappedinanrp]

He pulls out his lute!
Strums a tune on his lute!
Now he's playing his lute!
Singin' songs on his lute!
I pull out my Beretta!
He's still playing his lute!
Finishes the song on his lute!
What the fuck is a lute? ...lute? ...lute?

[regretzio]

[strum]

♪ It's a stringed instrument
So you can put down your pistola
Evolved from various necked chordophones
And not to be shot at, idiota
My technique's a wreck
I'm not sure how true the pitch is
But I can break off the neck
And use it for stabbing bitches ♪

[immaletyoufinish]

Yo, R Kelly who let you in here?

[trappedinanrp]

C'mon, man, you're stealing my thunder. Get outta here.

[immaletyoufinish]

Imma let you finish, but I just had to say this isn't the place for you, man.

[trappedinanrp]

Gimme a chance. This is the hip hopera of the century.

[immaletyoufinish]

Gotta admire your willingness to explore new platforms. It looks like you're hitting it off with the locals.

[trappedinanrp]

Sure am. And have you seen the live singalongs? It'll be like the R&B Rocky Horror Picture Show before you know it, Kanye.