I think I might start a little something here, on this blog. Maybe it’ll happen once a day, a week, a month, but it’ll happen. I like writing, I like creating, so I’ll put my creations here. So, for your viewing pleasure:
I realize that my wants are just that I understand that wants aren’t needs But just activities Accessories Filling the void that we tell ourselves Doesn’t exist.
But what if those wants Those baubles and trinkets Saving us from being strung up like puppets are needs of themselves? What if, instead of what we needed We had something we wanted?
What if our transcripts didn’t matter? Would you really join BPA? Or MUN? Or any of those clubs you swear have just been created to make you seem attractive.
What if, instead of looking pretty, We showed our true selves We took off the suits and jewelry And paraded ourselves as we really were. Sweatpants, Pink hair, Pierced noses and tongues, Tattooed and scarred. What if?
However, if we were to show Our true selves to our condemners There’s no way they’d take us in.
So, put on your suits Straighten your ties Throw away those studs Cover up that rose with paint Blend in.
And after you’ve become one Just another bee in the hive You won’t remember Your wants Your void Yourself.
The website was acting up and messed up the spaces, but I think it looks better this way. I hope you enjoyed it, and look forward to more pieces in the future!