A Poem for My 3 Year Mark
This month 3 years ago I made this account
This month 3 years ago I made this account in hopes of sharing my work with the world.
3 years ago
This month 2 years ago I forgot this account
This month 2 years ago I forgot about my work.
I forgot about it since I believed that all I would ever be was a fangirl.
2 years ago
This Month 1 year ago this account was silent.
This Month 1 year ago I was no longer here.
I had disappeared like a ghost when they met the light.
I was so young and dumb. I was not who I am today, I had no shame.
I am trying to be new. Something shiny to attract all the old people who forgot me and have them say "Wow, I'm impressed."
I will not resort to my old way's I will rise with something new and glorious that only people who want to stick with me till I die will get to see what I am trying to do but the ones whom are only there for what I was can convince there is no harm in trying to bring me back, I will not go back.
4 years from now I want to be something I wasn't. It's been 3 years, you've been here this long... What's one more year?