It's hard to find love in this world,
Yet people still find time to hate.
It's just a man loving a man,
A woman loving a woman,
A man loving a woman.
The truth is, I see love,
While you see gender.
I hate this hidden agenda.
I know someday everyone
Will have the right to love.
Happy Pride Month. 🌈
3d ago
Jun 2, 2026 at 7:22 PM UTC
I thought I was the one,
until I saw the wedding ring on her hand
and realized
I was the other one.
I kept blaming myself,
tearing my own heart apart
for a love
I never knew was borrowed.
Later that day,
I wrote her a letter —
not with anger,
but with shame.
She replied,
“It’s not your fault, dear.”
And for the first time,
I realized
it was never my fault.
It was you
who knew the script.
May 23
May 23, 2026 at 7:09 PM UTC
Don’t get too comfortable in someone else’s place,
you’re gonna leave it anyway.
Wanting it is not wrong,
but snatching it leaves scratches.
And maybe…
a loss you can never make up for.
May 15
May 15, 2026 at 5:35 PM UTC
Late nights, the same books.
Mind says, “It’s worth it.”
Heart says, “Rest.”
I’m sorry, heart—
not choosing you this time,
because I gotta shine.
May 15
May 15, 2026 at 5:17 PM UTC
A poem so beautiful
I forgot to read it.
A pain so unbearable
I forgot to feel it.
A laugh so loud
I forgot to hear it.
A death so gentle
I forgot to fear it.
Mar 19
Mar 19, 2026 at 3:39 AM UTC
In the end,
I was the problem.
I thought I was helping.
I thought I was the reason to smile.
But the smile faded so quickly
and never came back.
They Compared them with me and crushed their dreams.
My heart hurts
even without being touched.
Sometimes I wish I could disappear.
I wish I had known
that my existence was the problem.
Maybe if I can go back in time I will be the dumbest child they ever seen.
Jan 12
Jan 12, 2026 at 6:09 AM UTC
I carry a lot of money—
some get lost,
some get torn,
some never even used,
some never stayed for long.
I wondered why it works like that,
until it struck me hard—
people are also like that.
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 1:53 PM UTC
I’ve never been so tired of caring.
I’m exhausted from doing it one-sided.
I loved the way you looked at others—
but never once did you look at me like that.
Call me trash if you want,
but you’re the one who kept throwing junk at me.
So what did you expect?
I’m not leaving you.
I’m leaving the person
who couldn’t lift a finger for me,
who couldn’t be brave for me.
I’m leaving with a sad heart,
but with no regrets.
I’m proud of myself for choosing me.
And strangely,
I’m proud of you for choosing you.
Oct 5, 2025
Oct 5, 2025 at 6:14 AM UTC
It’s not like I never saw humanity—
but I only saw it coming from me.
The world tries so hard to fit in,
they don’t even remember who they are.
I was just myself,
and they called me weird.
But I don’t know what’s more weird—
that they’re acting without a camera,
or is it just me who can't see the camera.
Oct 2, 2025
Oct 2, 2025 at 3:36 PM UTC
I was raised as a mother,
Never as the daughter.
A burden they carried,
Never the healer.
I was the giver,
Never the receiver—
And for one single mistake,
I became the villain.
Sep 26, 2025
Sep 26, 2025 at 11:21 AM UTC