one simple word is holding
me captive
my thoughts begin to bombinate
inside my head
you left me on read
I'm trying to stay calm
and rational
but my thoughts bombinate
inside my head
and my overthinking self
kicks in
what if you don't want to be
friends any longer
what if you were too busy to respond
what if I annoy you
what if you forgot to reply
my thoughts bombinate
in my head
as I struggle to stay rational
and calm

I love writing
whether it's poetry
or creating stories
it would be a dream come true
if I could do this for a living
but the voice in the back of my head
is dubious
it tells me things that bring my hope down
what if I'm not good enough at this
what if no one likes my words
what if I lose my passion
and I'm left with nothing
but dubious thoughts

sorrow overfills my soul
when I think of what my
younger self endured
they didn't deserve that
all the pain and suffering
and the hunger and tears
the panic and fear
the shattered trust
sorrow overfills my soul
when I think of what my
younger self endured

I don't want to be altruistic
or a people pleaser
or a doormat
my bones ache from giving in
to everything
shouldering all the burdens
ignoring my issues
listening to the tears of others
and hiding mine in the darkness
I don't want to be altruistic
or a people pleaser
or a doormat
I want to stand up for myself
to be assertive
to have time to myself
I don't want to be altruistic

I want to be like the cool kids
my younger self wished
that wish went unheard
I stayed true to myself
even through bullying
and stares
I can be the cool kid
cool is subjective
it's what you make it
I can be myself
and be cool
at the same time
I wish I could be like the cool kids
but having friends like you
is way better than changing yourself
to fit in with others
be authentic
be bold
be YOU

the horrors you committed against me
are egregious
that I find it hard to talk about
yet you swear high and low
that my accusations are calumny
you will lie about what you did
until the day you die
but I just wanted you to love me
and you felt lust instead
you were supposed to be my dad
now you are nothing to me
my new family believes me
and knows that your denials
are falsehood
you can swear up and down
that my accusations are calumny
but I know the truth

romantic relationships are so tantalizing
I crave romance
they don't have to be a prepossessing sight
just be kind and funny
hold me on my bad days
smile with me on my good days
treat me right
cuz I've never felt healthy love
I crave romantic love
but each time I receive it
it's toxic
or it slips through my fingers
like sand
they don't have to be a prepossessing sight
just love me for me