this title is clickbait because i have no artistic talent whatsoever :(
all i can offer is my garbage personality and stan twitter culture terms
oof go off sis
anyway, so i was casually going through my angst notes bc i have nothing else to do, and i actually found some good poems and songs so might as well share it with y'all because i haven't made another poetry book yet because i don't want to make another cover for the dear love of—
ok, going back to the topic now.
i'm gonna share it! yaaay! but these also might make it into my possibly upcoming poetry book 2.0 so don't forget to vote and comment there too please i need the support oof
8/7/18
I saw you across the hallway
laughing with your friends
and I wanted to go close
and say "hey"
but my anxiety got in the way
instead of talking, I fled away
'cause I can't risk making
a fool out of myself in front of you
when will I learn
when will I learn
to garner up my courage
and say hi and hello to you
when will I learn
when will I learn
to utter something, anything
that will not go unheard by you
a/n
wow i actually made something that was not completely bad? wig.
8/7/18
i'll isolate myself from everyone
for i am afraid of judgment and rejection
i'm afraid that they'll have a lingering hate for me
so i'll just get away from trouble's way and remain unseen
a/n
ok but why are all these about my social anxiousness and why are they all written at the same day and the same tIME am i ok
7/1/18
i've felt unchosen before
i've felt like i'm nothing at all
i've felt that i'm unworthy
and i've grown used to the feeling
wrapped around my heart
a suffocating hatred
for myself and my faults
i couldn't love what i saw
because all i saw was a mess
because all i saw was a wreck
because all i saw was unwanted
because all i saw wasn't perfect
i tried my hardest to please everyone
but most especially, to feel like someone
however, i was incapable
and when i tried i failed
and i was sick of failure
so i never did it again
i thought that i wasn't improving
i thought that i wasn't blooming
i thought that i wasn't growing
i thought that i was losing
but what i failed to perceive
is that i can't be flawless
yet people will still love me
so it's okay to be imperfect
a/n
let me explain: this was when i was like "ooh positivity omg i'm loved" and sadly this poem doesn't reflect how i feel all the time but HEY it's something
YAAAY that's all i'm gonna share for now :)) gotta save best for last am i right
anyway, i hope you enjoyed! and maybe you thought this wasn't super garbage which will make me hAPPY
bye bye 💞
