You bring up a point that I wonder about often: Is it a GOOD thing that I can turn on music (or a podcast in my case, usually) any time at all and simply drown out the world around me? Because with that option there, it just becomes the thing that one does. Taking a walk along a quiet, tree-lined street, even, the perfect time and place for personal reflection: Already I've got my headphones on without even realizing it, and find myself numbing myself to the world around me. How much birdsong do we miss? How many snippets of conversation, signs of the LIFE being lived around us? But also, what peace a pair of headphones can bring, keeping you safe in your bubble. Anyway, as you can see, this piece has really got me thinking...
This is a lot like something that happened to me. I'm so sorry, it really sucks. I hope you're doing better, even though you can never really forget how people hurt you.
I legit started crying as I read this, because I found this so relatable. This poem made me feel less alone, like someone really understood what it's like to feel this way. Thank you so much for writing this!
Totally! I think its gonna be better that I have all of these supportive people around me, if only through my computer. But don't be surprised if they take away my computer. That's probably how far I'd expect it to go thou.
this is literally just society. all schools, government, everyone's brains are hardwired to do this
my friend group tries to be kind of like the outcasts, the weirdos who are really the kindest and funniest and smartest. we're the ones who people come to for help and our group grows whenever the 'popular kids' (whom I call the 'crop top gang') kick out another person.
You bring up a point that I wonder about often: Is it a GOOD thing that I can turn on music (or a podcast in my case, usually) any time at all and simply drown out the world around me? Because with that option there, it just becomes the thing that one does. Taking a walk along a quiet, tree-lined street, even, the perfect time and place for personal reflection: Already I've got my headphones on without even realizing it, and find myself numbing myself to the world around me. How much birdsong do we miss? How many snippets of conversation, signs of the LIFE being lived around us? But also, what peace a pair of headphones can bring, keeping you safe in your bubble. Anyway, as you can see, this piece has really got me thinking...
This is a lot like something that happened to me. I'm so sorry, it really sucks. I hope you're doing better, even though you can never really forget how people hurt you.
I legit started crying as I read this, because I found this so relatable. This poem made me feel less alone, like someone really understood what it's like to feel this way. Thank you so much for writing this!
yeah (><)
ok well that's better than what else could happen
Totally! I think its gonna be better that I have all of these supportive people around me, if only through my computer. But don't be surprised if they take away my computer. That's probably how far I'd expect it to go thou.
this is literally just society. all schools, government, everyone's brains are hardwired to do this
my friend group tries to be kind of like the outcasts, the weirdos who are really the kindest and funniest and smartest. we're the ones who people come to for help and our group grows whenever the 'popular kids' (whom I call the 'crop top gang') kick out another person.
so true. excellent poem
awesome. tell me how it goes and/or if you need a supportive person >0w0< :D
The fact that I woke up at 3am today and just started writing poems 😭 totally get this feeling