This Is Not A Song

At this particular point I have no idea what I am going to write about.
It might end up being a song, most likely not since it has already assumed this sort of form.
It would be quite hard to make these opening lines to fit any song,
And it would be quite inconvenient to have this long introduction in any song.
Songs are supposed to get straight to the point and reach your soul within thirty seconds
So no, this is not a song.
Songs are supposed to touch your emotions and make you feel the writer's pain
So no, this is not a song.
At this present moment I am not in pain, just plain curious.
I am curious to see where this not-song will take me, since at this point it is becoming more and more clear
That this is not a song.
So what exactly is this,
If this is not a song?
Is it a poem of some sort?
Perhaps.
Perhaps not.
It may just be a strange, modern short essay on the technical aspect of writing songs
Which this clearly is not.
It may be just an experiment on human imagination, spewing out words like
Marshmellowcannon and spongewrench to make you conjure up things that are not real
Just to show you that they are still possible, since they are imaginable.
But one thing is for certain at this particular point:
This is not a song.
Why is that?
Well, because in songs you usually follow a certain type of structure, common in today's popular music
You have your verses and bridges and choruses
And this one has none of them
So no, this is not a song.
After all this refraining of the phrase
This is not a song
I've started to become more and more aware of the fact
That this certain phrase
This is not a song
Has become a sort of chorus
And all these inquiries about the nature of this piece serve as the verses,
And right before chorus there's usually a bridge just like this...
...So.. Was this a song?