i read the words
& they make sense—
but only to everyone else.
i sit in silence,
too afraid to ask,
too tired to keep pretending
that i understand.
maybe i’m not supposed to.
maybe i’m not meant to
know all the things
they do.
so i keep quiet,
wondering if i’m
even allowed to stay.
this website makes me feel like a fraud sometimes. im trying to understand that you dont need to understand/relate/get every poem you see. that sometimes it just isnt what you need at that moment, so it doesnt resonate with you. but i just feel stupid.