whoops, it appears i have forgotten to keep this updated :)
im afraid i have about two months to my exams (cries) , and it looks like my textbooks are my best friends right now. of course, i have been writing in between, so I have a few things here.
i realise the few poems I’m about to post all sound very frustrated, but i suppose a part of me always is; in an excited, passionate way?
either way, enjoy !
i want to be me
myself
not the sum or product
of a cruel life
or unfortunate circumstances
i don’t want to hear
“you poor thing”
sympathy rings painful
in my ears
i want to be more
i want to be me
what if we stopped calling
tragic pasts tragic
what if my origin story was
the
present
what if there was no more bad
no more good
if we could understand
the universe gives us our
prescribed medicine
at the right time
if we could
understand
understand
understand
good or bad is relative
life is a stream
and you’re letting it flow by
jump in
touch everything
forget the good and the bad
forget the labels
forget it all
revel in the agonising beauty of
existence
feel it
be alive
be yourself
don’t be the amalgamation
of experiences that have happened
to you
be you
don’t be the story
of your life be
you
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