It’s my birthday and I’ll-
Cry
Hate
Run
Confront
the crushing despair from
capitalism and
misunderstandings
Languish
in the endless world
In the endless futures
That each feel impossible
Weep
For harm
For pain
For lost chances
For broken connections
Shake
Breathe
Bake some cookies
Buy a shelf
Rest
Dream
Cherish
Create something new.
If I want to.
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Happy birthday! What a time to be alive
Love the way the poem is frame with a line from a song.
Lesley Gore would be proud! Nicely done.
Yes yes yes! That last line punched me in the stomach. I know it ties together the song reference, but it feels like so much more than that. omg…