We actually have a couple of our playlists on 8tracks and we just added the Get up and & out of bed playlist!
Truth in Black
Self loathing has become the new black.
It’s all the rage.
Slit your wrist for the one you love,
How romantic right?
I skipped lunch that’s ok,
I’ll receive compliments - and be told I resemble the photoshopped ones.
We’re all sick covered in smiles.
We make art off of it.
Insecurity fuels our cruelness.
We all feel it.
How it makes our steps heavier.
How no amount of sleep leaves us refreshed.
How we seek relief in razors.
None of us care though.
We don’t try to change it.
We read poems about it and call them beautiful.
But, if I’m perfectly honest,
I’m so very tired of that color.
Hey guys so I to write this poem for my theater class and wanted to share it with you!! I hope you like it!! (It’s a bit rough)
were from all over! so schools end at different times for all of us but I’m from america and I’m in my last semester of school before summer begins :)
edit: my school year is split into two semesters and now we’re kinda halfway through second semester, so i got 3/4 from that lol