Posts tagged “self-expression”

I write because the thoughts arrive already rhymed, already shaped, and I have no choice but to string them out. I wish I had more imagination. But the shadow songs keep echoing until another rhyme is said. I weep for the brilliant insights that fade in waking's light.

A poem about people who treat me as a novelty rather than a person, collecting "weirdo friends" to impress others while reducing me to comfortable clichés. I refuse to be squeezed into their jigsaw. Know me as I am, or don't bother.