I'm scared of failure
not in the way you may expect
where I sit studying for hours
my head always resting in a book
a blanket made of revision notes
I'm scared of failure
that I'll never get on the stage
with lights blinding me
and people gazes lingering on me
performing for many
I'm scared I'll never be a real drag queen
I'll never have people pay to see me
I'll never achieve anything
if I don't achieve what my heart most wants
to be dressed up in fake eyelashes
and a wig
3d ago
May 31, 2026 at 6:03 PM UTC
You're head's in the clouds
but you're hearts on Earth
May 17
May 17, 2026 at 6:42 PM UTC
you are art
living breathing art
that's given me life
my inspiration, my muse
I don't need to think
you have brains
for us both
my paint brushes
may be dirtied
by your innuendos
bit I'll still capture
You're beauty
on my page
willing you to
come to life
so I may hug you again
you are art
forever and always
captured in your
beauty and wit
May 7
May 7, 2026 at 6:29 PM UTC
A pity I can not believe, A shame I'm such a ***
The only thing I've ever loved was being in drag
There is no hope of love for me from this point I'll go stag
The only thing I've ever loved was myself in drag
Myself in drag
Myself in drag
Myself in drag, yeah
I don't know why I even tried, it's not really my bag
Just thought it would be funny to see myself in drag
The moment I put on makeup my tail began to wag
Wag like a ****** dog for myself in drag
Myself in drag
Myself in drag
Myself in drag, yeah
I've always been quite boring and so I can't even brag
But I'd do anything to keep myself in drag
I'd sign away my trust fund, I would even sell the Jag
If I could spend my misspent youth as myself in drag
Myself in drag
Myself in drag
Myself in drag, yeah
So stick me in a dress and, I'm the one you want to ****
The only thing I've ever loved was myself in drag
I'll never be that girl again, I did it as a gag
I'll pine away forevermore for myself in drag
May 3
May 3, 2026 at 3:44 PM UTC
I put on my heels, tights and dress
after my makeup is done
my eyebrows drawn on
nothing you see is natural
and yet it's still me
the timid girl
shy and sweet is how they know me at school
yet when I get home
the drag spirits posses me
and I can be loud, courageous and free
no me is truer than another
they can coexist
in harmony
Apr 15
Apr 15, 2026 at 1:00 PM UTC
Years and years ago,
when I was but your age
I had a friend
who hated herself
more than anyone else
ever could
she needed no nemesis,
arch or otherwise
cause she was her own villain
and a flood of tears
couldn't wash away her evil
instead she tried to bleed them out
cutting scars on her arm
hoping the right drop of blood
would purge her of the poisons
yet soon her arm grew tired
of the constant harassment
she was too scared to stop
to live with the bad thoughts
everyday and night,
sitting on her windowsill
she contemplated the height
would it be enough to cause her end
of would only injuries follow,
injuries she'd have to explain
she didn't jump that day,
not because life was suddenly worth living
or because she's learned happyness
it was due to her inability
to express the sadness inside
that she stayed alive
I'm very good friends with her now
she'll twist my arm
and tell me she's beautiful
and I'll agree
cause that girl was no friend,
she was me.
Apr 13
Apr 13, 2026 at 7:17 PM UTC
if we all shout loud enough then
those who quietly scheme
can whisper in peace
yet if we all whisper
they shout their lies
till we can no longer hear eachother
Mar 31
Mar 31, 2026 at 3:42 PM UTC
I would hug me,
in seconds flat
my arms would be wrapped around her scarred ones,
I'd feel the fresh blood and the ageing scars
then tend to the wounds,
the way she never allowed herself to
I would sit on the floor with her,
and watch her scribble in her notebook
the poems of hatred and sadness
she never knew the power her words could have
on someone as small as her self
Mar 26
Mar 26, 2026 at 4:58 AM UTC
3 years feels so long ago
I remember a year ago I was devastated
disappointed in who I was
who it was possible for me to be
I remember two years ago I was overjoyed
happy as can be
proud of what I made it through
I remember three years ago
I sat crying on my bed
wishing I could be anyone else
cause I hated my self so much
that I couldn't bear another day trapped
in this body
with chubby arms,
a big stomach,
fat cheeks,
acne resting on my face
I hated my capacity to hate me,
to despise who I was
it took 1096 days for me to choose love over hate,
or 1578240 minutes to right the wrongs I did to my skin
or 94694400 seconds for me to be happy again,
and it was worth every painful milli second of it
Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 6:46 PM UTC
the light fades
my responsibilities dissipating
blowing away in the high wind
darkness consumes me
until all I know is the waft
of your cedar cologne
Inside the coffin
your lingering stare
no longer burns my skin
soil falls on me from the heavens
the boom louder than your cries
of *****
your angry that the funeral dress you chose
is too revealing,
in death I should not care for your opinions,
my ghost should haunt you,
instead your voice will not leave me alone
Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 6:09 PM UTC