I used to be
So fake and fly
Pretending to be overjoyed
Pretending to cry
Like all those other
Commenters you see
Not at all like
Comments from me
My real responses
Aren't all that good
They're pointed, unsure
Common sometimes, but true
I wish I could
Get my point across
Or hold a conversation
Without thinking so hard
Cuz I'm tired
Of acting a way I'm not
I'm sorry if these days
I'm misunderstood
But I'm not going back to old ways
I don't think I should
YOU ARE READING
Back Here Again
PoetryHere we are again Another collection New poems Same person Here we are again Trying to make things And have them make sense Read, and tell me If you understand Cuz here we are again And I'm still not sure Placed 1st in Everything's Cancelled Awa...
