i wouldn't call it poetry

basically, this is like less than half of my poetry journal. umm... here you go

UPDATE: 12/20/17

I've been going through the long process of cleaning up my account so it'll be presentable for the now multiple people at school who want to read my embarrassing old work. Originally, I was just going to unpublish this completely, as a lot of it is sort of awkwardly personal, but I decided maybe I could leave some of it up, and this... this is the result.

I went through this, published and unpublished chapters alike, and booooyyy was it an experience. I've made some risky and frankly terrifying decisions about what to leave up (and possibly publish for the first time) and slightly altered my style. I went ahead and kept it all lowercase and edgy because... it would feel kind of insincere otherwise? But I did organize everything into neater paragraphs, and I revised or abridged a few of the poems, either to make it less personal or to simply make it better.

Actually, the title still stands. Is this crap poetry? I'm really unsure, no joke.