Oldself Stories

a collection of poetry 🦋🦋🦋 rankings: #1 oldself (May 23rd, 2022) #2 pastself (May 30th, 2022)

Miranda Voss just transferred to a new school. Its the second semester in Washington. She left her previous school due to bullying incidents. Unfortunately these inciden...

Is adulting also making you feel chained to responsibilities? This is an honest account of my feelings of regret towards the things I no longer can't achieve because I h...

Don't forget to switch off the lights, I prefer the darkness to that false illumination. Here I can lay, Here I can cry, and here is the place where - each night...

Have you ever wondered, how would it feels like when you meet your past younger self. Szia and her younger past self, got teleported into an unknown world. The both o...

Lexiy Nohand woders why she is the only Blue star in the sky. The only marshmello in the Luck Charms. She wants to change everything about herself. When something eye op...

The title says it all! :)

this book is what I want tell my future self or past self

When words uttered are either ignored on not heard, what better way to express oneself than with poetry?

Anything that popped up my mind.. Stuffs.. Relevant or not i have to write it down.. My other side..

I'm currently 14, about to turn 15. I have a serious medical condition, and this is what I would say to my older self.

A collection of 500-word stories written every Friday.

Just some random thoughts that must pop up in everyone's mind once in a while!

A poem about the struggles of life, the art of letting go and rising from nothing to something.

The fight still on

Short-poem

Emmarie Dominguez goes to Texas to meet her dear friends. She comes across three guys about whom she doesn't remember anything at all as she has amnesia. All three of th...

This poem is about my present self writing a letter to my past self and always the stuff I went through and what made me the person I am today! this is based on true eve...

Sometimes we searched for the old us and all we can see is a new version. Wounded. Weak. Where's our old self? Where did they go?

a simple poem