If the beetlebee can fly another day
Maybe so can we
We don't have to be anything we aren't
As long as you're with me
I love you, oh so very much
Hopefully, that you see
I'll just wait here, next to the traintracks
Until you're mine baby
A poem every day.
I'm a trainwreck.
What a hell of a ******* year this has been. It was a wild ride. Dare I say, the weirdest year I've had so far. The world is so ****** up, and in this world full of poetry with meaning we tend to lose ourself in the darkness. Let's not do that for once. Let's be happy. I know it's hard, and that's okay. I believed it even was impossible some times this year. A few days ago, it almost was. But, you know what? I'm still here, and if you're reading this, it means that you are too. I've learned a lot, been a lot, and seen a lot this year. I think the most important thing I learned, that I tend to forget often, is that things always work out. Just usually not in the way you expected it to. Life doesn't always have to be great. It isn't always great. That's just the way this world works. But, I don't think the world would be endurable if there wasn't sadness. Hapiness is a little surreal for me, and I bet it is for you too. That's okay! We're still here, and I'm so ******* proud. Of me, and of everyone who's reading this. Of the people who have been following since the beginning, and everyone who came inbetween. Now, let's talk happy. There's enough time to be poetic and sad later.
Since I posted note 1, A lot of good things happened too!
I stopped doing cocaïne!
I barely drink or smoke anymore.
I have a new boyfriend, and he's the best person someone could ever imagine.
I ****** up school, and I'm working on fixing it. I'm still failing, but it got better!
I made more art,
Wrote a lot of poetry
Started a book!
Re-modeled my room (a million times)
Got so much closer to my brother (and built some forts with him)
I made graffiti with my boyfriend (finally)
Started doing makeup!
Came out as a transguy
Came out as transmasc enby!
Got closer to my friends
Made music! (and released nothing)
Killed a lot of cactuses and got a new small tree
Made a lot of food, and baked a lot
And, I signed up for climbing classes.
A lot of bad **** happened this year, and you know what?
THAT'S ******* OKAY.
We're all still alive here. It's gonna be okay.
Thank you so much for all the support! I've posted letters here, notes, poems, song lyrics and sometimes it wasn't even a sentence. But it was here for me, so thank you, for not making it worthless. I'll keep writing notes till HelloPoetry goes down. I love y'all so much, and I'm forever grateful for you.
Goodbye fellow writers,
Your Local Grocery Store