Ranting Voice

i'm wondering about negative space
you without me around.
you saw her at the cafe
but it wasn't the right her.

i'm wondering
"is this your ranting voice?"
asks my writing teacher.
"i think you should shorten it".

cut the thoughts, I guess
myself with no I's, only eyes
now i'm wondering
will he call me witty?

oops, I forgot
no I didn't, i guess.
the due date has passed.
I followed the pregnant girl on Instagram.

It's 8:58pm, look at the time,
was that a paradox?
A lot of myself, seems to be a guess.
I'm trying to make myself appear differently.

I flirted with him,
but it was the wrong him.
I like the real him.
Can you guess why I want to fuck it up?