I’m so sick
From the world.
I just want to be
Of the world,
Not a spectator
Or the narrator
Of someone else’s tale.
I'm still figuring things out but showing up anyway and writing my way through it.
Creative Writing, Poetry
isolation, NaPoWriMo, National Poetry Month, poem, Poetry
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