This is what describes me.
In every sense of the word.
I will not disagree.
I just won't be chasing a bird.
There are people I get easily attached to.
I cling.
I annoy those both old and new.
I jump at the slightest ding.
I stumble.
Acting so pure.
My feelings easily crumble.
I don't act very mature.
I don't know much.
I just want to be loved.
To have attention and feel touch.
To avoid being shoved.
I am gentle.
Trying my best to care.
Whilst being called mental.
And yet not being aware.
I'm cute.
But rowdy.
Scared to dispute.
My days are only cloudy.
All bark.
No bite.
Easily gobbled up by a shark.
Easy to give a fright.
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Stale Words
Poetry𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 is an ongoing book and collection of poems and sonnets made by me, inspired by my thoughts, dreams, and personal experiences. As someone who lives with depression and anxiety, a lot of my thoughts are bound to not be very pleas...
