11/25/25: i suck at poetry

i have all these thoughts but no way to express them. i can never find the words to describe what i’m feeling, which i find to be extremely debilitating. i hate that it’s so easy for talented writers to get their thoughts out. i feel so trapped in my own mind.

all of my teachers say i’m a good writer but it means nothing to me if i hate everything i create. it takes me hours to come up with one shitty metaphor and then all of the brain fog comes back and i just end up throwing all the papers away.

it infuriates me to listen to relatable songs because somehow they can describe exactly how i feel but i can’t.

i want to cry but i can’t. i can’t do anything.