Tw: mentions of weapons
Mom thinks I get obsessed
Just cause it's fun
But really it's cause my other thoughts
Are like a loaded gun
Obsessions with fake things
Allow me to be
Just about anything
I can be me
But in the real world
People get crushed
With guilt and stress
And then they feel rushed
When I pretend
The whole world melts away
And I don't have to think about
These scary ass days
Obsessing keeps me sane
Then I can disappear
To just about anywhere
As long as I'm not here
So I obsess over little things
Like movies or books
Cause they're easier to think about
Than the world I overlook
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Some Poems I Wrote
PoetryIdk... There's a lot of poems that I wrote from one of my oc's povs and I figured this would be the best way to share them. Also yes they're almost all very bad and cringy so yea...
