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.
What if they don't like it? The struggles of a poet like me.
My youth is slipping away. I'm looking for posts to read on Commaful Vibe Time.
To watch the latest episode: https://youtu.be/Ab_T23NI_go Day seven of NaPoWriMo about combating body dysphoria. I'll fake my smile until I can breathe, feign my love until my heart beats.
Society values such trivial stuff.
I'll push through someday, but not today. I let my pen do the thinking and, uh... This happened, I guess. Enjoy! I need to fix my sleep schedule.
I broke someone's heart and it's all my fault. I try to find myself, but I'm lost. A good old nihilistic critique of society.
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