TheSilentPoet

The thoughts in my head race by,
I only write at night.
Faeire Queens and butterflies,
I only write at night.
Wars and pollution,
I only write at night.

As the bright stars race above me,
And the moon shines so brightly,

To everyone who called me names,
Then cowered in fear at my anger.
To everyone who made fun of my nails,
Then saw them inches away from your nose.
To everyone who called me snappish and rude,
Angry, Annoying, A Brat,

To everyone I've ever gotten mad at,
You deserved it.
To everyone who's had to face my wrath,
You deserved it,
To everyone who was right when I was wrong,
You didn't deserve it.
To everyone who was happy when I was sad,

Gravel crunching,
Legs pedaling,
Flying around corners,
Asphalt flying beneath my wheels,
This is what joy is.

 

Everything was good
Delete.
Backspace.
Erase.
Shift.
A.
Spacebar.
Backspace.
Erase.
Not everything was as it seemed.
Highlight.
Bold.
Unhighlight.
Said the girl
To the one looking back at her.

Mmmmmm,
They tryna ban TikTok,
But ya gotta agree,
That's kinda stupid, Dontcha see?
 Where there's a will,
There's a way,
One app after another,
Freedom of speech?
Nah,
First Amendment?
Pff,