The Mess I am

A little poem about this writing mess

Photo by Amy Treasure on Unsplash

They told me that to stand out,
I would have to show my cheeks in public.
That I keep my words in a bag,
Because these days, no one reads.
That everyone is just looking for something nice to see.
(And maybe they could be right)
But being the hard-headed lady that I am,
I keep writing about my feelings,
Instead of just flashing up strangers.
Some social media junkies find that weird.
But I don’t give…