I don’t think Winona Ryder would like me
I think she would think I’m a bit much
That’s fine she doesn’t have to
Each to their own you know
It still hurts She’s smart, funny, talented, beautiful
And a far better actor then me
She’s a god and I’m a human being
If she’s human I’m just a humanoid
You know what fuck her
I’m getting there, acting is just learning how to live again
That’s essay for her rich cis bitch
I can act without being a supercilious self-righteous bitch.
She’s human and she won’t even tell me
I don’t know what I need in life but not that
And that’s okay I’m only human
I guess she is too.
- Author: Little Duck Man (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 3rd, 2022 08:58
- Comment from author about the poem: and i start sentences with. and
- Category: Reflection
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