From 7227321926e3d21a0ad7dc822f14fdb19678502f Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Ada Werefox <ada.werefox@tutanota.com> Date: Mon, 11 Dec 2023 05:26:10 +0000 Subject: [PATCH] Typos. --- void-fe/data/poems/2023-12-09_dear-diary.md | 88 ++++++++------------- 1 file changed, 32 insertions(+), 56 deletions(-) diff --git a/void-fe/data/poems/2023-12-09_dear-diary.md b/void-fe/data/poems/2023-12-09_dear-diary.md index 147e749..450c476 100644 --- a/void-fe/data/poems/2023-12-09_dear-diary.md +++ b/void-fe/data/poems/2023-12-09_dear-diary.md @@ -1,65 +1,41 @@ # Dear Diary -I'm not a perfect person, but I'm better than I've been +_I'm not a perfect person, but I'm better than I've been_ \ +_Maybe I'm still trying not to be another sin_ \ +_But I won't hide the issues, put my feelings on display_ \ +_Because the only way I'll grow is if I feel them out someday_ -Maybe I'm still trying not to be another sin +_It's hard for me to say the things that make me feel ashamed_ \ +_I'll write another poem, hide my feelings on the page_ \ +_And maybe after that someday I won't need therapy_ \ +_So here's to me and here's to you_ \ +_I'm hoping someday I won't hide away the truth_ -But I won't hide the issues, put my feelings on display +_I used to be someone I'm not and hope I disappear_ \ +_I gave up hoping anyone would ever want me here_ \ +_It's so much easier to just sink back inside my clothes_ \ +_Maybe if I wear them dark enough, my silhouette won't show_ -Because the only way I'll grow is if I feel them out someday +_I'm told that I'm annoying, that I never shut my mouth_ \ +_So I made my own muzzle and affixed it to my snout_ \ +_But every now and then I'd break it off and speak my mind_ \ +_I'd better make a new one, so nobody hears me cry_ -It's hard for me to say the things that make me feel ashamed +_Got used to shaping myself so I'd finally fit in_ \ +_And every time I'd do it, I could fake a stupid grin_ \ +_I got so good I'd profile every person I had met_ \ +_Speak the words and take the actions that would make them be my friend_ -I'll write another poem, hide my feelings on the page +_Soon enough I'd get so good I'd forget who I am_\ +_And everyone who knew me knew a different kind of mask_ -And maybe after that someday I won't need therapy +_Eventually it catches up, the pieces fall apart_ \ +_You stand there and you wonder who you are and where to start_ \ +_The fear sets in and then you start to ponder if it's true_ \ +_Should you be afraid that no one really likes the real you_ -So here's to me and here's to you - -I'm hoping someday I won't hide away the truth - -I used to be someone I'm not and hope I disappear - -I gave up hoping anyone would ever want me here - -It's so much easier to just sink back inside my clothes - -Maybe if I wear them dark enough, my silhouette won't show - -I'm told that I'm annoying, that I never shut my mouth - -So I made my own muzzle and affixed it to my snout - -But every now and then I'd break it off and speak my mind - -I'd better make a new one, so nobody hears me cry - -Got used to shaping myself so I'd finally fit in - -And every time I'd do it, I could fake a stupid grin - -I got so good I'd profile every person I had met - -Speak the words and take the actions that would make them be my friend - -Soon enough I'd get so good I'd forget who I am - -And everyone who knew me knew a different kind of mask - -Eventually it catches up, the pieces fall apart - -You stand there and you wonder who you are and where to start - -The fear sets in and then you start to ponder if it's true - -Should you be afraid that no one really likes the real you - -It's hard for me to say the things that make me feel ashamed - -I'll write another poem, hide my feelings on the page - -And maybe after that someday, you'll read between the lines - -So here's to me, the real me - -Trying to trust that you'll love who I want to be \ No newline at end of file +_It's hard for me to say the things that make me feel ashamed_ \ +_I'll write another poem, hide my feelings on the page_ \ +_And maybe after that someday, you'll read between the lines_ \ +_So here's to me, the real me_ \ +_Trying to trust that you'll love who I want to be_ \ No newline at end of file