Poems by me!

And Yet I'm Just Here

The pasta is pastaing.

The loaf is loafing.

The child is childing.

The monkeys are monkeying.

And yet I am just here.

And sometimes I want to disappear.

I already know no one sees me.

I am best let be.

I know I'm not pretty or popular,

I am just the weirdo, the jocular.

I thought you loved me, for who I was.

But you seemed to love her more, because she wasn't as odd.

You said we could be friends, but I know you want me gone.

You threw me away, and continued to go on.

I know you want her, I see the way you look at her.

And you're just a bitch, I'm glad I found out who you really were.

I'm happy without you, but it hurts to think,

You and her, might form a strong link.

And she was my friend.

So yeah, this one's about me and my life. Don't worry, I'm not really hurt about Eleanor, I'm happy without him, but ngl...it felt nice to have someone to lean on.
But when I think about it, I made it so he was my whole world. He has me under that control. After we broke up, I realized that I had my friends and family to always talk to and celebrate my successes, it wasn't just Eleanor.
So I'm happy we broke up. It made me realize there's so much more to my life.
But I do also bring up in this poem how I don't think I look pretty or anything. Which is true. But I feel like everyone goes through that stage of life :)
Overall, I'm fine!