Indralala - Hello Poetry

can’t seem to catch a break inside this body weight once too skinny twice overweight contentment’s not to waste desired regardless

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Feb 9

Feb 9, 2026 at 5:27 AM UTC

one for guilt and two repeat

can’t seem to catch a break inside this body weight once too skinny twice overweight contentment’s not to waste desired regardless

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Countless sufferers wonder what they’re looking at in the mirror, silently judged by countless observers. When your most shameful insecurity surfaces in irony you abandoned happy, settled for identity. An inner voice that’s picked blame over courage - taught to welcome violent thoughts and cradle shame. For having lost a toothbrush, skipped a meal and failed to resonate. A dreadful feeling of inadequacy pulsates when facing a picture-perfect roommate. She’s thriving // you fall asleep when she awakes. We persevere to cancel a foreign state and wish hard not to suffocate. Practice should equal perfect. If I had to bet, society’s side effects hit heavier than cigarette.

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Nov 16, 2025

Nov 16, 2025 at 1:54 PM UTC

a picture-perfect roommate

Countless sufferers wonder what they’re looking at in the mirror, silently judged by countless observers. When your most shameful insecurity surfaces in irony you abandoned happy, settled for identity. An inner voice that’s picked blame over courage - taught to welcome violent thoughts and cradle shame. For having lost a toothbrush, skipped a meal and failed to resonate. A dreadful feeling of inadequacy pulsates when facing a picture-perfect roommate. She’s thriving // you fall asleep when she awakes. We persevere to cancel a foreign state and wish hard not to suffocate. Practice should equal perfect. If I had to bet, society’s side effects hit heavier than cigarette.

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C’est comme un compte à rebours: L’autre déception du nouveau jour On tente sans jamais y croire On est démunis d’espoir

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Nov 11, 2025

Nov 11, 2025 at 9:09 PM UTC

Personne nouvelle

C’est comme un compte à rebours: L’autre déception du nouveau jour On tente sans jamais y croire On est démunis d’espoir

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I think Archie’s screams are to blame. King Krule’s no longer keeping me afloat Boy Harsher doesn’t hit the same I’m fine to lose appetite and still grow fat I’ve learned to lose drive, crash dive and dream to thrive But Alex G no longer makes me wish to play, When Blonde Redhead's on it doesn't feel like my birthday I’ve grown used to stay in bed, bail on a friend - the latter severely shames and I'm all to blame A life without music, a new baseline of a diagnostic If anyone's wondering - yes I'm still sick.

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Oct 22, 2025

Oct 22, 2025 at 4:35 PM UTC

to fight a September and **** a February

I think Archie’s screams are to blame. King Krule’s no longer keeping me afloat Boy Harsher doesn’t hit the same I’m fine to lose appetite and still grow fat I’ve learned to lose drive, crash dive and dream to thrive But Alex G no longer makes me wish to play, When Blonde Redhead's on it doesn't feel like my birthday I’ve grown used to stay in bed, bail on a friend - the latter severely shames and I'm all to blame A life without music, a new baseline of a diagnostic If anyone's wondering - yes I'm still sick.

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There’s a piece of me thrown in ungraspable territory Forever captured by bigotry - belonging to those who silently used me. Unknowingly, I was greeting it - Smiling as teachers witness absurdities Thankful as they complimented my body Proud when the shy guy finally touched me. Little did I know it was demeaning I’ve been deceived about the relevance of my skin Not abused nor victimised We’d laugh - so much it was normalised. Later defiance sprang from envy I’d bring a knife to the party, act a little sassy I’d talk back when they chased me, wear a skirt insolently. Just testing boundaries as they fancy my body - may I help them **** off at the sight of me? // And after all that time there’s a piece in me One part shame one part indignity Forever confused and tranquilly fury.

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Oct 18, 2025

Oct 18, 2025 at 4:45 PM UTC

a piece of me // a piece in me

There’s a piece of me thrown in ungraspable territory Forever captured by bigotry - belonging to those who silently used me. Unknowingly, I was greeting it - Smiling as teachers witness absurdities Thankful as they complimented my body Proud when the shy guy finally touched me. Little did I know it was demeaning I’ve been deceived about the relevance of my skin Not abused nor victimised We’d laugh - so much it was normalised. Later defiance sprang from envy I’d bring a knife to the party, act a little sassy I’d talk back when they chased me, wear a skirt insolently. Just testing boundaries as they fancy my body - may I help them **** off at the sight of me? // And after all that time there’s a piece in me One part shame one part indignity Forever confused and tranquilly fury.

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Quietly quitting as a lifeless career Our affinity feels like muscle memory. Hosting the peak performance of a masked dissonance I’d be well accompanied by your absence. Accumulating hints of disdain, somewhat willingly We let each other down, repetitively. It’s a one-way trajectory, A tedious forgery. Inhibited it’s all the same - I bore you to death and I’m all ashamed. So we let each other down, eventually You stopped messaging, I stopped calling.

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Oct 18, 2025

Oct 18, 2025 at 3:38 AM UTC

solitude over platitude

Quietly quitting as a lifeless career Our affinity feels like muscle memory. Hosting the peak performance of a masked dissonance I’d be well accompanied by your absence. Accumulating hints of disdain, somewhat willingly We let each other down, repetitively. It’s a one-way trajectory, A tedious forgery. Inhibited it’s all the same - I bore you to death and I’m all ashamed. So we let each other down, eventually You stopped messaging, I stopped calling.

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My root country hits number 1 in poverty My adopted land feeds on misogyny I worry - Will anyone ever fancy me? Emitting excessive carbon dioxide We overhear yet choose to hide Can’t utter the word genocide. I’m terrified. Never mind the political divide I'm only spiralling as my job's rather boring and public speaking is frightening. Also, the US’s worryingly embarrassing Ukraine can’t seem to win and Yemen’s endlessly starving It’s wildly concerning - the acne growing on my skin. As for my third country, we defy regularly the French are praised for protesting ‘Collective dispute for systemic integrity.’ It all sounds empowering - but I gained 10 kilos and it’s dismorphing.

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Sep 22, 2025

Sep 22, 2025 at 12:16 AM UTC

fire's not ceasing

My root country hits number 1 in poverty My adopted land feeds on misogyny I worry - Will anyone ever fancy me? Emitting excessive carbon dioxide We overhear yet choose to hide Can’t utter the word genocide. I’m terrified. Never mind the political divide I'm only spiralling as my job's rather boring and public speaking is frightening. Also, the US’s worryingly embarrassing Ukraine can’t seem to win and Yemen’s endlessly starving It’s wildly concerning - the acne growing on my skin. As for my third country, we defy regularly the French are praised for protesting ‘Collective dispute for systemic integrity.’ It all sounds empowering - but I gained 10 kilos and it’s dismorphing.

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Some claim I’m rather edgy They look up to my serenity Idealise my brain capacity - I’m often told I’m pretty And I won’t make a scene, disproportionally adjust to your screen ask about you despite me, I’ll hug you without editing Oddly lonely for the time being. See you in another film - Your eyes intimidate me You don’t seem to need any The script's too good for me.

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Sep 18, 2025

Sep 18, 2025 at 7:40 PM UTC

the wallflower in that movie scene

Some claim I’m rather edgy They look up to my serenity Idealise my brain capacity - I’m often told I’m pretty And I won’t make a scene, disproportionally adjust to your screen ask about you despite me, I’ll hug you without editing Oddly lonely for the time being. See you in another film - Your eyes intimidate me You don’t seem to need any The script's too good for me.

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