Something is wrong
Can't point my finger on what that is.
Feeling insensitive, sensitive
And everything shitty there is.
It's the eclipse;
I am convinced.
I was never this uncaring
Never this dismissive.
Was i always like this?
Or is it me finally being oppressive?
I can't be like this
Doesn't feel like me atleast.
Is it the seasonal blues
Or was I always this rude?
There is no way
how did I end up feeling this way?
This can't be me
I blame this on the eclipse.
13 April, 2024
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Life till Death
Poetry"People are afraid to making bad things. I want to make bad things. If I keep making bad things, someday I might end up making something good."
