Fabricated nonfiction- yikes
Fiction based on reality- yikes, but meaningful
Everybody’s got a story to tell
My vision may not be 20/20
But I’m not blind to what goes on around me
If you could feel
Everything that I feel
On any given day or night,
Would you want to live or die?
Running in imperfect circles
Words in the form of jagged lines
Sometimes, I start writing something
Just to see what happens
Provoking a concept
Provoking my will to live
Several pages later
Better late than never
The more exhausted I get with life,
The less frequently I wear a bra
And what about it?
My golden body, my golden rules
Making a mental getaway
Do not disturb
You’ll remember my name
Why wait until my funeral to read this?
On a “I don’t care what you think of me” wave
Depending on the context of the situation of course
Living in an age
Where clowns lead parades
But enough about me
How are you?
Are you making the time and space
To be both selfless and selfish too?