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Like Me
When I was around 14 and deep in the clutches of mental illness my father called me into the living room.
He asked me to sit on the floor and listen.
He turned on a song I didn’t know, it was bizarre and loud and at the time I found it obnoxious.
He smiled and said “The guy who wrote this is crazy like you, and he is super famous now.”
I remember storming off in a rage,
I wasn’t crazy.
Well I was.
Still, it felt like a blow to the gut.
Now though, that artist is on every playlist I have. I enjoy the absurdness of his music, it reminds me of my own mind.
I realize now that my father wasn’t meaning to insult me,
Rather,
To let me know I was heard.
That other people heard me.
That there were others like me.
He asked me to sit on the floor and listen.
He turned on a song I didn’t know, it was bizarre and loud and at the time I found it obnoxious.
He smiled and said “The guy who wrote this is crazy like you, and he is super famous now.”
I remember storming off in a rage,
I wasn’t crazy.
Well I was.
Still, it felt like a blow to the gut.
Now though, that artist is on every playlist I have. I enjoy the absurdness of his music, it reminds me of my own mind.
I realize now that my father wasn’t meaning to insult me,
Rather,
To let me know I was heard.
That other people heard me.
That there were others like me.
Published 5th Jul 2024
Author's Note
Thank you to all my fellow ‘crazy people’. If we all stand side by side, maybe we’ll seem ‘normal’. I’ll always listen for you, like you listen for me.
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5th Jul 2024 5:19pm
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5th Jul 2024 9:22pm
This was actually about Daniel Johnston, I’ve been in love with Kurt since childhood and my father knows it.
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5th Jul 2024 6:31pm
Been here.
It’s always a revelation when we can see what some in our lives have seen.
You’re ready now, what a beautiful thing.
Excellent poem, poet.
It’s always a revelation when we can see what some in our lives have seen.
You’re ready now, what a beautiful thing.
Excellent poem, poet.
5th Jul 2024 9:27pm
Yes, bravo to the chorus of the songs by the persons like me...us...Excellent write. Hugs and love, O
