Hi you angsty little human,
why are you making all faces?
Smile. Laugh. Cry. Just stop pretending.
You don't want to hit anyone do you?
Keep calm you angsty little human.
Keep calm and tell me all your secrets.
I'm here. To calm you. Hold and listen.
But where are you?
I lost you. I lost you. I lost you.
You crazy little human.
You lost me. You lost me.
In one of all these phases.
Keep calling. No one ever listens.
To poor small angsty little humans.
Why did you reach me again?
Why do you keep waiting for salvation.
No one.
No one is here.
You're trapped in your head again you angsty little human.
Human is good.
At least you're not a monster.
Angsty is good.
At least you are not vague.
Little is good.
Manic Pixie Dream Girl.
Or is it?
Human is weak.
You angsty little human.
Angsty is hurtful.
And it hurts more and more.
Little is pointless.
Stupid.
Stupid.
Stupid.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryNowadays I'm thinking a lot in English. Which means I'm writing a lot in English. The grammar is terrible, but writing it down is the only way to improve.
