is it possible for me to find my way
in a world that's so afraid of independence
which is afraid of everything that's different
afraid of everything that sticks out
I want so many things
I want to be so many things
do so many things
look like so many things
but how is it possible when it is not just my own voice
but also the voices of a hundred others
that reminds me
that everyone has an opinion about my body my appearance my personality
how should I be myself
how do I find myself
when every aspect of who I am or who I could be
are being shot down and stepped on
just tell me a simple thing
why are things done in positivity and joy
received with hatred and incomprehensibility
I do not want to be overwhelmed with love for all my decisions
I just want
I just want
I just want
no reaction at all
for nothing, I have done to myself
is done for anyone else
than myself
so no reaction beyond my own
is one I want
YOU ARE READING
The coldness of emotions
Poetrya book with all of my texts combined. wide variation in themes, but unique meanings behind all. cover isn't made or owned by me.
