I am
a bundle of hormones
a constant state of infection
a splatter on someone’s forgotten highway
a high-pitched whine, ubiquitous
a pathetic excuse for a human being
a feckless example of girlhood
spliced with bitterness of old age
and pain of someone much less privileged
what right have i to feel that
when blessings abound?
how wretchedly American
All Comments
hahahahha thumbs up! How do you come up with these 😛
Thank you…I simply write what I think
i like 😉 hehehe so you where the one who wrote the big one ya??
Yeah…that was me
Great one!! and btw great place to post your poems 😉
Cheers from Lebanon 🙂
Thank you very much 🙂
Maybe I’ll come to Lebanon someday
Thank you very much 🙂
All my confessions seem to come in poetry form, so maybe I’ll keep writing
ya please do, if you do come to Lebanon do let me know :P, write to me on simplyconfess, and ill catch you!
PS: KEEP writing! haha… i am sure you have your peers who like confessing, let them know of simplyconfess! i am friends with the owners!
Okay. I’ll do that 🙂
Then I don’t like your thinking… Seriously, cheer up.
T.A.
Confession isn’t exactly cheery…it’s the expression of faults, so maybe ‘cheer up’ isn’t the most constructive thing you could have said…
I should have advised her to go to church?
T.A.
Maybe instead you should just approach the situation as it is: a girl letting something off her chest, looking to confess without being told that her confession is too dark… If all the confessions on here were bright and cheery, they wouldn’t be confessions. Submitting the dark parts of yourself only to be told to ‘cheer up’ isn’t really what the site was created for, I don’t think…