I'm so afraid right now,
When you install tinder for fun but someone less than a kilometer away accidentally matches you,
When you realize that not everything is just how to play,
What if I don't write to him and he sees me on the street?Now I have to decide whether to respond or not,
This was a joke,
What do I do now that it's not,
It's like...He's prettier than me, and if he has more money than me, will it be a problem?,
What do I do if I know people who don't like me?
He probably wants to meet up in person, it makes my stomach turn, well I'm not an emblem,
This makes me have more pressure, a fake new me.Now more than ever I feel like I need friends,
Now more than ever I feel like I need to make money,
Now I look at my appearances, isn't this what I already talked, about lands?
Now more than ever I forget about her, so does she really matter?Maybe I just love money, appearances, love, fame and pain,
Maybe I just want to show her what I'm worth,
But above all to me, so that it stops raining,
I'm worth it?
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The Poem Book That Shouldn't Be Seen [P1: If It Goes Up, Must Come Down]
PoetryThe collection of poems that should never be seen, Part 1→ IF IT GOES UP, MUST COME DOWN. Poems on various topics, related to good and bad, love, fame, universe, etc...