I am a bad poet,
Even if i were to write my heart away, tear it out and place it on a beautiful display
I doubt anyone would see.
The transparent glass that makes up my heart has turned opaque with the threat of onlookers.
I must be vulnerable if i am to be known; what if others judge once they've been shown?
I yearn to be understood yet my words transform to shield my shadows, to keep them from being known.
I am a bad poet,
By now i should have grown.
Jan 4
Jan 4, 2026 at 6:05 PM UTC
I am a bad poet,
Even if i were to write my heart away, tear it out and place it on a beautiful display
I doubt anyone would see.
The transparent glass that makes up my heart has turned opaque with the threat of onlookers.
I must be vulnerable if i am to be known; what if others judge once they've been shown?
I yearn to be understood yet my words transform to shield my shadows, to keep them from being known.
I am a bad poet,
By now i should have grown.
I am sorry for my failure
I am lonely
