I am not who I say I am.
I say it does not matter
who people say I am.
Every title I have acquired
is for the purpose of secrecy,
for comfort, safety,
for holding onto the past
like a camouflage.
I wear them as a badge
and polish them off
every once in a while
while I pretend
that they mean something to me.
But they are not who I am,
And it matters to me
Who I say I am.
About the Creator
Lizzy Rose
I am a poet, fiction/fantasy writer, as well as a cosplayer and cover singer on Tiktok, Instagram and Youtube. You can find me elsewhere at the link below!
https://linktr.ee/lizzyrose12
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts5 days ago in Longevity
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Holding onto the past like a camouflage, I especially loved thatA