i know you’re stressed don’t worry about painting your nails messy tomorrow the purple color that dried on your skin will come off. it’ll come off a lot easier than off of your nail don’t worry about being messy
you apologize so much why do you apologize so much it’s okay, you dont need to cry now, but you can if you really want to
your nails are drying the color won’t get onto your keyboard, stop fretting it will be okay
you’re worried about other things (i just typed sorry instead of worried, deleted it) you write well 8 pages total due by monday, 9 am and 2 pm you can do this it’s easy to let things slide enough until they build up i know Reassurance you’re a good writer you’ll finish those 8 pages, *******, but you will
you’re worried about other things Subconsciously; distractions netflix art work music texting social media, painting your nails
what’s bothering you the most? what’s making your chest hurt? what do you wish for?
who are you wishing for? thinking about this and making yourself ask you about these things is making you type faster i know it hurts i know it hurts
i know
not sure if this is technically a poem. more like me writing freely, as the ideas and questions come to my mind.