the world revolves around me, a well meaning, meladramatic, anxious narcissist
we are fundamentally screwed from the time of our conseption.
some times i envy the aborted fetus
that has more rights than i do.
we talk about consent
like it will change the way that bodys with souls are veiwed.
working to make changes
that we will die before we see any result too.
as long as i’m safe in my room
ignoring all the atrocities swarming around me.
as long as i can convince myself
that my needs are greater than others.
as long as there’s some one
someone to lie to me and tell me i matter.
then maybe i can just go a little longer.
i sit in think in my nice house
surrounded with the warm blanket of white privilege
and i tell myself that
i am the problem
only to turn around and do nothing.
in truth i am no better than any other person
ignoring the hainus acts happening out on my door step.
siting peacefuly
pretending i do not hear the screams.
the world revolves around me,
if there is something that directly affects me,
something that disrupts the stars revolutions
or slows down the rotations on the moons axis,
i will fix it.
but the things i can shield from my vision
or are there and gone like a comet
breezing through my mind just as easily
i hide away behind walls and excuses
“oh i am sick and disabled”
“ah but i’m trans”
“well i am mentally ill”
so it’s ok
i can just wait for the stars to aline just right.
for Spirit to send me a sine
for anyone to call me out on my bull shit.
but they are too busy being the center of their own little universe.
dodging the same rocks thrown as i am.
we are all just sitting in little glass houses
knowing that calling someone else out makes them a worse person
if they don’t fix themselves first.
dose writing this make me a hypocrite.
i think so.
but then again it dosent matter cause this illusion
the fake world i’ve created in my mind
revolves around me.
it makes me feel good about myself
no real change other than i live one day more
to be a a well meaning, meladramatic, anxious narcissist
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Author:
shaba (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: December 13th, 2022 01:43
- Comment from author about the poem: it’s just my thoughts. i wrote it at 1 am. there are category options but this is just a peak in my mind. if anyone reads this i’d love feedback.
- Category: Unclassified
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