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All Me
THIS POST IS TO SHOW THAT I’M UNAFRAID
BECAUSE I’M BEING STALKED
I DID’NT WANT TO CONTINUE TO SHARE THIS
I’ve been plagiarized
I’ve had my style copied
If I try something new, it’s copied
(sometimes immediately after I post)
There was a time I wondered if I should be flattered
Then I was angry
Now it means nothing to me
I recognize how threatened people who do those things feel
My avatar is my own so readers know that I’m real
Makeup and naked-faced, I’ve shown both
I don’t hide behind someone I’m not
I’ve used avatars of other faces a few times in the past, briefly
It always felt foreign
It won’t happen again
You can’t go to other sites and find the “real” me
I’m right here, always have been
And here is where I’ll stay
I’m not here to gather followers
I’m here to heal, always have been
I’ve plastered my entire life on my pages
Good and not so good
My posts, erotic and not
Are real
I’ve only written a handful of fantasy writes
I used to hide behind my words
Afraid to be judged
Telling people to guess if they were fact or fantasy
Not anymore
I forgot the meaning of the word shame
My posts don’t have to make sense to anyone but me
I share my work to set it free
To clear space in my head for the next thought
I’m not afraid to admit, there’s a lot happening up there
Love, anger, yearning, happiness, gratitude
If my words resonate, it’s a bonus
It never was the goal
I don’t write poems with flourishing words
I rarely rhyme
I write exactly the way I think
Word for word
Unadulterated and messy
I’ve been told I’m not a poet
I’ve been told to go elsewhere
I’ve been told a lot of things
Does it look like I care?
I’m staying put
You won’t find another like me
But you will find those trying to be me
The difference?
I don’t know how not to be authentic
BECAUSE I’M BEING STALKED
I DID’NT WANT TO CONTINUE TO SHARE THIS
I’ve been plagiarized
I’ve had my style copied
If I try something new, it’s copied
(sometimes immediately after I post)
There was a time I wondered if I should be flattered
Then I was angry
Now it means nothing to me
I recognize how threatened people who do those things feel
My avatar is my own so readers know that I’m real
Makeup and naked-faced, I’ve shown both
I don’t hide behind someone I’m not
I’ve used avatars of other faces a few times in the past, briefly
It always felt foreign
It won’t happen again
You can’t go to other sites and find the “real” me
I’m right here, always have been
And here is where I’ll stay
I’m not here to gather followers
I’m here to heal, always have been
I’ve plastered my entire life on my pages
Good and not so good
My posts, erotic and not
Are real
I’ve only written a handful of fantasy writes
I used to hide behind my words
Afraid to be judged
Telling people to guess if they were fact or fantasy
Not anymore
I forgot the meaning of the word shame
My posts don’t have to make sense to anyone but me
I share my work to set it free
To clear space in my head for the next thought
I’m not afraid to admit, there’s a lot happening up there
Love, anger, yearning, happiness, gratitude
If my words resonate, it’s a bonus
It never was the goal
I don’t write poems with flourishing words
I rarely rhyme
I write exactly the way I think
Word for word
Unadulterated and messy
I’ve been told I’m not a poet
I’ve been told to go elsewhere
I’ve been told a lot of things
Does it look like I care?
I’m staying put
You won’t find another like me
But you will find those trying to be me
The difference?
I don’t know how not to be authentic
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