We sit here waiting & waiting, it's been how long? I look to my right. I look to my left I see my friends. I see ur friends but I just don't see you... I know you're there & you're probably gonna call us stupid for over reacting, say that we were silly for putting ourselves in this position. I know you'll call, say you're bored say you wanna jam out. I'll play your guitar, you'll play mine we'll look at each other in utter dismay. Bc, we have techniques we'd like to learn I'd tell you my sad life, you'd tell me yours. & we'd laugh, & know that yours was the worst but that it would get better. I never did know why you told me of your life, why you would let me in but then again you did so with so many others... right...? we're all waiting. who will teach me to play mad guitar like you? who will gt frustrated mad at Bonez? who will come up with those sick melodies? remember... when we were in that one class? remember when we were in that other? lol I remember all our classes they were always so fun I'm so sorry for picking on you I'll stop... if you come back I'll take it all back... if you come back i'll give better advice i'll be there more I'll hang out with you more if & only if You come back
These are a small collection of poems, short stories, or what could have been novels, that I have written since '06. & now after more a decade, I've decided to share them all with you. Looking back, some stuff will be cringy to read lol...it's all an emotional rollercoaster, but hopefully you'll have fun with it, like I have, but in the meant time, enjoy my awkward queer weird self, as I go thru my journey of just plain awkwardness, & learning to heal, letting go, & moving forward, with life.
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