Seventeen

MAGAZINE! lawlz. no.

[insert art related ordinary ovations + funny stories about daily PCAL'ings + a mini rant about my writing teacher]

-----------> *check it*


Get your foot off my throat
Your eccentric demeanor more apparent from down here
How you stand on the shoulders of giants
Only to crush us in infinite wisdom of the successors

It’s a one woman show
Tipping her hat for another applause
My neck is the stage
Suffocate me and my integrity!
As the oxygen to my brain depletes
You grow excited with intent to perform

To fill my head with your thoughts
Us little people have nothing to give anyhow
We’re just the audience yelling for more
From below

i am so frustrated.