// i wrote this sometime in sophomore year. kinda in my feels rn & wanna put this part of me out but like who doesn't know this abt me??? uhhhh)hhHhhBhh yeah ok
constantly my brain tries to pin point exactly where to start
suddenly i realize there's no better place than when i was five and crying on a swing
when i was the messy hair with silly colored glasses, the short girl with a small frame,
the girl was born to be a shadow to fame
she was born to not know
born to feel like she's not good enough
born to never feel whole
born to be a small piece of a big picture
born to feel like she can't accomplish anything at all
every year it's another story
just the same misery repeated in a rhyme
every day it's another tale
just the same disappointment in my heart
every hour she tries to tell herself
that it'll be different, but she always fails
so here she is again, writing a poem
feeling as low as a whisper
because she's not worth a scream
in this world that is only about competing
with another who feels the exact same
with no end, no real sense of "winning"
we are forever made to feel incomplete
// hopefully my mentality changes next year? no promises
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rhapsodic thoughts
Poetrywelcome to my thoughts. mostly just melancolic and sending a message i'm just a small girl who is trying to find her way in this rock of a planet which is a spec in the universe contains: poems & playlists relatively happier than before
