Some days I wish I could make myself disappear
Throw a smoke bomb and leave while the smoke fogs the air
Hoping nobody notices.
On other days,
I wish I could make myself more visible
Hoping that someone will see me
And maybe pay attention to me
Contradictory statements,
I don’t know which one I want more.
The feeling of eyes and ears focused on me make me nervous
While the feeling of them off of me makes me sad
I’m complicated,
I know that for a fact
Nobody has said it
But I know they think it
One minute I want the attention
The next I want to be gone from everyone’s radius
There’s something wrong with my brain
One that I can’t point fingers
My emotions more scattered and unpredictable than the Pennsylvania weather
Stuck in a cycle that has no end
Wishing that one day one will win
Ending the cycle,
Setting me normal again
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My Poetry
PuisiMost of this is sad, any TW will be at the start of them I'm a 17 y/o just wanting to share some of my poetry with people other than my friends :] (Also feel free to comment any tips and how I could improve on my writing!)
