My grades are unstable
As stable as a three-legged table
My source of income is unstable
I'm drowning in taxes and bills
My social life is unstable
"Extrovert mode disabled"
My mental health unstable
Don't care what's on the label
I'm a broken scale
My shoulders are so frail
My illness is on sale
If anyone wants it,
I'll give it through mail
Stability in general
A daily struggle of a millennial
My ability to be amenable
I end up being degenerate
"Don't worry, be happy"
Why's that hard to do?
That song isn't so catchy
Or am I listening to a different tune?
But then seeing people happy
It all looks too tacky
I guess I'd rather be unstable and crazy
Than happy.
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I've stopped doing doing author's notes because I know nobody really reads them or these poems in general, but holy shit guys, this is my 100th part. I can't believe my emo ass wrote this many shit. Holy crap.
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Shorts, Poems, and Imagines
Poetry"It's exhausting to fight a war inside your head every single day." -Micki Ann
