I heard someone say "Be proud. Seek out that approval."
The thing is I have nothing to
Be proud of.
The only thing I am capable of being proud of is my talent- my
*Ability to act and sing.
And I'm not even a good singer.
So that's out too.
So that leaves acting, right?
Sadly, I can't pursue that.
I can't persue that without my
Mother being disapproving,
which is the exact opposite of this exercise.
So I have nothing to be proud about.
I have nothing to make people proud of me.
Except my "oh so good grades"
because I'm "oh so smart."
..
I don't want to be the smart one, don't
You understand?
I want to be the one that gets by without having to constantly
Think about the world's worst sides and
Think about every flaw about me and
Think about what I hate about me and
Think about no one ever being proud of
Something that I truly am.
What I truly am is a sad piece of a cactus, which
No one wants to touch.
Too dried out for the spikes to not
Be deadly.
Something that I truly am, is
A wannabe high school drop-out because
I'm not even allowed to drop out.
I wanna be something you can only achieve with
Excellent grades,
But only get over average ones.
The only reason being that
I am sick and tired
Of being the one who gets the expectations
The kids before me can't fulfil.
I am sick and tired
Of getting praised so highly for
Something that I didn't do.
-ArtistForThemselves
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PoetryMultiple poems are held inside here. Those are the kind to be written from experiences, Knowledge, Dreams and goals. Yet also hold disturbing pictures, at least for some. A life is not always pretty. Mind yourself.
