I am my own biggest cheerleader, but at the same time, my own biggest bully. When it comes to interacting with others, I am my own biggest bully, because of my social anxiety. But when it comes to keeping myself on my feet, forcing myself to get up and not give up, I am my own biggest cheerleader. I've kept myself on my feet all these years, I'm not giving up. Ever. That's kinda what it's like ro be bigender. At least from my experience. There are always two sides to every story, and I always kind of get to see every story from both sides at once. I am my own biggest cheerleader, and for that I'm thankful, because that kept me alive. That's what makes me, me. Because in the darkest of times I'm always there to pull myself back up fight.
Fear - a poem
So, this is a poem I wrote on 9.8.23 (a day after CORPE's birthday! Happy birthday CORPSE🥳🥳!!!). Fear Fear, It keeps drumming in your ear, Just don't shed a single tear, So they don't see, So they don't hear, It takes control over your life, Don't do this, No don't do that, It's much harder than I thought, Oh, for how long have I fought, Over on a losing team, There's no fog, No there's just steam, Oh the fear, It won't die down, It just sits there with it's crown, On it's thron on top a hill, It's just waiting for it's kill, Though for how long will I fear, Oh the timeline isn't clear.
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