I want to be noticed
The hair, the makeup, the clothes-
It's all an act
Notice how the purple draws your eyes?
How the bright colours are now associated with my name?
That was the plan
I'm in your heads
And I won't go
without a glance
Better to be remember
What I look like
Than who I am
Because who I am
Is greedy for attention
I crave reassurance and
Nothing reassures me more than you
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My Soul in Pieces
PoetrySo here's my soul in pieces of poems. I'm a pretty bad poet but here are some that aren't half bad, I think? They're all pretty short. Enjoy my inner demons. Just like to point out they are personal but isn't that what poems are supposed to be? They...
