Proficiency,
I was told to get you
No matter how.
I toiled for you,
Days and nights,
So you could come.
Proficiency,
I was thirsty for you,
So i drunk more than i should,
I ate more than i could,
And then vomited it all ..
Proficiency,
I was wrong,
I thought you were strong,
But no,
It's all about me getting a form,
Without those dumb songs.
Me and myself making a storm,
That's how you should come ..
Proficiency,
I aimed for you,
They told me that's what i have to do,
So i played the chorus more than i should,
And then all was down again ..
Proficiency,
All the things were weird,
Untill it all became clear,
It's not about fears,
It's about getting the right fit,
In right time,
Before it swirls ..
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Surviving
PoetryShe wanted to survive so she created art. It's not a roman but kind of a short essay. It's about silence and noise, about introverts being forced to extroversion, about the little secret of an introvert. It's simply about a life among billions. All...
