True self
My poetry is becoming polarising
…
I don’t mean to judge anyone
I am aware of how critical I have become
I find it hard to hold on to joy
It was easier when I was a little boy
I feel a certain way about too much
I feel like I may be losing touch
Touch of what is important in this world
Too focused on others and not myself
I write about how things make me feel
I’m scared of backlash if I keep it real
When they read my work not all will agree
But I’m not writing for them, I’m writing for me
As your reading this now you may like it or not
Just know your opinion won’t make me stop
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