Just think.
But not about that.
Because that is
Weird.
Different.
Frightening.
You shouldn't think like that.
It isn't healthy.
Then why is it so
Easy?
Simple?
I'm stuck
Between society
And my demons.
The pull me in different directions.
I'm stuck.
Because what I want
Isn't what they want.
What I want
Is to be me.
All I want
Is to be okay.
But society wants me perfect.
And my demons want me
Broken.So I'm stuck.
Maybe if I wait
They'll forget.
They'll go away.
They'll leave me alone.
Maybe one day I'll okay.
But for now
I'm
Still
Stuck.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts
PoetryMy thoughts tend to form like poems, so I figured I'd share them- part of me hoping they make sense to more than just myself.