Women have it hard. Stay strong.
This is what they tell me. I wish they'd shut up.
When adults heard my aspirations, they patted me on the head and smiled. "That's cute. Now what do you want your real job to be? You know, the one tha... I don't fit in, and I'm glad.
My youth is slipping away. What if they don't like it? The struggles of a poet like me.
I'll fake my smile until I can breathe, feign my love until my heart beats.
Day seven of NaPoWriMo about combating body dysphoria. Society values such trivial stuff.
I'll push through someday, but not today. I'm looking for posts to read on Commaful Vibe Time.
To watch the latest episode: https://youtu.be/Ab_T23NI_go I need to fix my sleep schedule.
I let my pen do the thinking and, uh... This happened, I guess. Enjoy! I broke someone's heart and it's all my fault. A good old nihilistic critique of society.
I try to find myself, but I'm lost. I don't know what to think anymore.
I've been posting less often, so I'm sorry about that. I hope to get back into the groove of writing more.
Bathophobia: The fear of depth.
A fictional poem exploring the terrors of bathophobia. Requested by @areeba Friends are great, but I need time alone.