untitled
I’ve been kind of tired.
Tired of the fact that i have to start off every poem I write
Every blog post I make
Every tweet
with i’m tired.
because i’m really not all that tired.
i’m actually just bored with the way that I carry myself.
I take up all of these different personalities and things just to see if i can be like the other person.
I only began writing bc she did it and i wanted to be just like her.
I don’t write anymore because she hasn’t been writing.
I don’t think that’s okay.
But I don’t know, I haven’t run it by her.
I see myself stopping in front of mirrors ever so often.
I always look
I spend countless hours listening to music I’ve heard 50 times over and mimicking it in front of the mirror just so I can see how I do it.
I stare at myself from every angle for up to hours; scattered of course.
I thought it was just me being narcissistic all of these years
;
maybe it’s been me trying to find myself in a place I never was