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i let my skies go gray
another day i leave my head down
hiding from the very thing i am afraid of
myself
i am too much or not enough
slipping from a beam
tossing me over the brink of anger
and stealing all my joy
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I don’t know why I feel
the need to romanticize
Every single meaningless
thing in my life
As if someone’s gonna watch
me all starry eyed
And hand me
a 93 cent postcard to sign
With a picture on it from
a lake that isn’t too different
From the one that I’ve passed
since I was an infant
I’m scared that
if I don’t romanticize
I might lose it all
and break unrepairable ties
From the future that I’ve created
with meaningful lies
Of someone with a past
that’s stuck staring at the lights
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I recall staring at your face
as the television and its cool light
flickered in smooth waves upon it
a neutral expression calmly resting
upon a pillow on a spacious couch
that only a soul away from this world
can express when it doesn’t know
where in space it is or who holds a place for it
I have many regrets from that evening
but not embracing you after you awoke
and admitting what I hid in plain sight
from you all year after we met
supersedes any other ones I recollect
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I really wanted to see myself succeed
I wanted to consume the earth in its entirety
but that would make me fat
and i’m already fat enough
why do i eat so much?
that actor on the silver screen
is so much skinnier than me
and the curve that flows from his
broad, muscular shoulders
to his tiny waist
makes him more attractive than me
i forget he’s thirty-five in that picture
and i’m only twenty
yet i take one look in the mirror
and think about the fifty things to improve
about me
but no
i am perfect the way i am
and i’m so smart
so what if those friends i barely hang with
think i’m declining academically?
they weren’t gifted the way i was in grade school
i was so ahead of the others
that when i began to lap them
i thought i was behind
and that’s where my mind stayed
behind
in the past
because that’s all i think about
is the past
i wonder why i did what i did
to her
to him
to the other her
they didn’t deserve me
they deserved someone
who set themselves aside
someone who loved them
as much as they loved me
i lie to others and myself
and say i do that in my current relationship
but i do not even know if i want her
because i didn’t finish
the sexual escapade i started
when i was 17
but she’s all i have
and what if
she’s all i will ever have?
i don’t want to die alone
but there’s so many people
people and their bodies
to explore
but she will think i am
gay all the way
with no exception for her
i’m tired of not being straight enough
for the straight people
and not queer enough for the queer people
i’m myself
and i like what i like
so what if i like makeup videos
and scroll to a car video next
and watch that all the way too
i love being sensible and vulnerable
but i also love being stern and detached
i’m such a paradox of paradigms
no one knows what i truly am
and i think that’s why
i think the way i think
because i have all these insecurities about myself
don’t even get me started on my financial ones
or the ones involving my parents
or the ones involving religion
i go on and on and on and on
and it feels like people are tired of hearing this
i absolutely know
you’re tired from reading this
because i showed it to you
and you feel you have to
otherwise you think
i might think you’re a bad friend
but i know you don’t care all the way
and you don’t have to
and that’s okay
because i’m here for you
and i appreciate you for all the days
you spend with me
i never thought i would have someone who would
because who would
you only see that on tv
and they say it’s all fake
i screwed myself over by thinking
it’s real
because i never experienced something real
until this year
this year my thoughts finally collected
they finally stopped swirling
and I finally stopped yelling
squirrel
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i’m sitting here in a city
where everything moves forward so quickly
and I never stop to think
about how I left my small town behind
but they move forward too
for my sanity though
I pretend nothing changes
and I’m the only one who does change
when in reality
i’m the one stuck in my tracks
stuck in this place
staring at the footprints left behind
eyes away from the trail ahead
ready to stumble
and about to unknowingly fall upon
a pitch black path
of false purpose
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never thought I’d be here
yet here I am
in a place I didn’t know was waiting
physically
mentally
not even I know
and even then
no one will know
that I let you down
except the demons
that follow me at night
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awestruck at what I have become
yet full of regrets for choices
I didn’t make
where I’m going
will not be where I’ve been
no matter how much nostalgia
affects my sentiment
I’ll always remember
where I came from
but who I am
is separate from who I’ve been
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tired of life
but only of certain parts of life
exhausted by the routine
but I enjoy the unknown
if only I could
break the chains of normalcy
and eliminate my menial tasks
I could finally be free
from this life I’ve created
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in a crowded room
but my thoughts isolate me
no one knows what I think
but I want them to hear
what I have to say
within the confines of my brain
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I made up my mind
I did not know what I’m made for
but I do now
my voice matters and so does yours
I’m truly sorry
for all the pain and suffering
we’re about to endure
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the big bad man with his big bad plans won
I’m disillusioned but that is fuel
for the fire inside me
to fight for those who can’t
and to bring justice to the ones who need it
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I’m surrounded
by people who believe
in me
but I can only think about those
who don’t
why do their opinions matter
if I can’t bring myself
to listen to those
in my corner
why not listen to them?
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I just wanna feel
something
something real
the actors act something
that isn’t inside them
but what’s inside me isn’t there
so I pretend to feel
and that gets me places
I don’t wanna be in
things I don’t wanna do
but when the true moment
comes around I feel
nothing
nothing at all
numb
numb to it all
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my past haunts me
everyone’s got opinions
but even my own
accompanies my solace
I lie awake thinking
of my past loves
but to them
I’m a memory past
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long night
alone
all day
no phone
the truth
will hold
the key
to my soul
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i think i miss you
everywhere i go
there’s someone that
reminds me of you
but the question
begs to differ
whether i miss your face
or the way we loved
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