How do I look from the outside?
Is my smile as strained as it feels?
My vibe is off, which is right,
But the words won’t come - it’s too real.
How do I challenge without accelerating
How do I scream while I choke
My blood boils at the thought of your righteousness
But something else is missing from your thoughts.
I do not like the sharp points of your comments
I lose the choice of my voice every day
It might be healthy talking to release
But everything I feel is locked away.
I am not here to apologise
I have more than enough to believe.
Even if everything you say is smothering me,
At least I'm still standing upright.
About the Creator
Ruby Red
Heya friend, I'm Red!
I write poetry, so subscribe for a hint of vulnerability, some honesty and the occasional glimpse behind my mask 🌱
Taking a break from Vocal; focusing on my anthology 🫶💖
AI is not art.


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