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In a corner like a discarded pile of dirty clothes
Buried underneath the weight of what everyone thinks
I should be, I should do, I should say
Never enough but always too much
Too loud, too silent
What am I if not a mixture of couldn't, shouldn't, wouldn't
Nobody knows but I know it's not just me like this
But honestly that rationale hurts more than it helps
Because no one should ever feel this lost or alone
Rain, rain, rain, go away
Then they expect me to stay despite it all
Nothing makes sense to me anymore.
And the pain grows deeper each day because I am trying to be more
Than my rainy days
But maybe that's all I am
Nothing ever feels right
I can never get it right
Always on the outside looking in through a barrier that others have easily shattered, a barrier that think I should smash to become more than a passerby in a scene
But as simple as it sounds
It simply isn't that easy
If it was, why the fuck would I be here like this?
Never good enough but I am always trying or else I wouldn't be here writing this
The would just be blood on the floor
Because that's extremely easy for me.