There’s a rubber band around me
It stretches from head to toe
I jump to extend my boundaries
With no avail I bounce back
It’s those invisible screens
Reflecting ideals and promises
Where is the freedom we dreamed?
When there’s nothing beyond
We’re our own poison
With a society so tightened
Can we try to express something?
Or are we doomed to silence
It’s harrowing beyond measure
The world that we’ve created
Carved up and delivered with,
Margins of error and doubt.

Yes, you're beautiful. No, I don't want a ****** relationship.

I realized, even though I had always had a feeling
I am completely asexual, with physical ****** things
And surprisingly, relationships and love
I'm sorry im not who  you wanted me to be
But I can't do it, because everytime we do something
I have this heart flutter, but I can't ignore
The sick feeling in the pit of my stomach
I'm not cut out to be in a relationship,
I'm too messed up to tell the difference
Between love and a frienship
I'm sorry that this isn't even a poem anymore
I'm sorry I can't go on dreaming about relationships and love
When I'll honestly never be in any of them
I'll always be there for you, and every thing I've told you is true
But I can't do it,
I'm too asexual

Life hits in waves.
The question is which wavelength will you be riding?
Believe nothing you hear. only which is true.


What is without conviction. What are you doing here?
His lips so soft on mine today.

Feeling no regret I earn for him more. He knows.

I slowly let out the smoke he blew in my mouth. We watch it as it curls down my chest onto the top of the warm water.

My hips turning while I watch him tell stories he's told too many times.. Restlessly. Flashes of his strong arms and thighs on top of me.. this persian man will forever remain in my memories. Innocent.

How crazy of a day. How young and free I feel. Picked up by young attractive boys who are writers, musicians and poets. Then to be dropped off hours later with no exchange of information. I fall in love with everyone I meet. I talked about my pack back home. They loved hearing my stories. Constantly asking questions.. I fall deeper

in love with the idea that I will stay loyal to my people forever. No matter what happens. I see friend units everywhere I go. Im very lucky to know that someone has my back as much as I have   theirs.
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While perception creates reality, reality frees us from limitation.