Poem 03: ann

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note: DON'T watch the video before reading the poem, because it'll ruin the whole effect.


p o e m - 0 3 : a n n

i have a friend named ann

she's my best friend, pratically my sister

she keeps me away from everything, mostly danger

anything social, anything that i don't especially appreciate

like wearing what i want, going to parties or even simply going out late

she was brutally honest;

her words feeling like glass against skin

i always made sure to smile,

to cover up the tears that fell down onto that small paper file;

containing every word she had used to described me with

ann was rude, but i couldn't seem to let go of her

i say leather jacket, but she prefered faux fur

i wanted fries;

but she looked me up and down as she snickered "what about your fat thighs?"

there once was a man i had interest in

ann told me that he wouldn't like me;

that this was another battle i wouldn't win

i looked her in the eye;

and said, it's worth a try

she scoffed and got mad at me

my friend's name is ann, Ann Xiety


note: this was originally inspired by a video on yt named "anxiety", which I have put at the top of the page. also, i made this a pretty long time ago, i was just not impressed by my poem writing lol (still am not)

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