I want to want it but,
can you really want it
if you don't, y'know, want it
I'm told to want to want it -
that I should really want it -
that I'm not normal f I don't want it but,
I don't think I want it;
but maybe I want it and I'm wrong,
so I just want it to prove I want it
to prove I want to want it but,
I think I want it but I'm wrong,
so I need to want it - I have to want it-
but I don't want it,
but you're supposed to want it because everyone wants it
and if you don't want it then no one wants you,
I don't think anyone actually wants it
but maybe they do want it and they
just don't want me because I don't want it
and I don't want to want it but,
maybe, I need someone to want me without wanting it;
can't I just want a person and not their body? There's a whole lot of wanting
but not the right wanting
and it's all just wrong
wrong
wrong
and I don't want this anymore.
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An Amalgamation of Words
PoetryI'm almost as bad at writing descriptions as I am at writing poems, but at least I tried. Sharing my inner turmoil, one poorly worded sentence at a time.
