Before you ask, yes, poem V2 is a thing, too, it's just really personal.

I have so many poem ideas.
Complex words
Verses simpler ones.
The optimist outlook
Verses the negative ones.
The apologies
Or the rants.

Let's see how this goes.

Stress.
Anxiety?
What even is this?
You better be at school tomorrow.
Or I'm doomed to the fate of
Paranoia.

I have so many poem ideas.
Why are none of them coming out!

Life is like a roll call
A difficult card game.
Sorry,
But it's my first time playing.

I hurt people's hearts
And I hurt people's heads,
Not because of the words I never said,
But because of the words I never said.

Eye contact.
Heart attacks.
Awkward dreams
Form reality.

Bubbles grow faster
When someone blows them up.
Or something.

So much happened-
No.
My mind's just too fast.
Para
Noia.

I used to turn on the tv every night.
Cause I kept hearing the toilet flush.
And now I'm turning on the paranoia
To drown out the stress.
I guess?

Life is like a roll call.
Someone's missing.
Logic?
Has anyone seen Logic today?

Life is like a card game.
The only cards I seem to draw is
"regret"
"love"
And "wild card"

Technically.
Humans aren't even supposed to be living
Like this.
Their supposed to be in the wild.
So why do these emotions even really exist?

I have so many poem ideas,
Words bottled up,
But I'm turning on paranoia to drown them out.
I think I'll take a break from poems for now.