i want to create, but i want to create with meaning, with intention.
not to contribute to the clutter of the mind, but to water its parched pastures
so entranced with the rapid-fire feed that it’s forgotten what a real nutrient tastes like.
it’s so easy to fall victim to the fear of being left behind.
it’s all a game, and, just like you, i’ve decided to play.
i’ll condense my content to suit your attention span,
for it is mine, too.
i’ll coax the algorithm into loving me
i’ll sacrifice what could be for what must.
silly girl
who’s going to like you if you’re always so serious?
view the poem: https://www.instagram.com/reel/C6J7AKCttta/
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